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of them.
    It’s great to be here again, she thinks They walk in and she sees all the people she was with last time. While the boys look for a place to park themselves and get drinks, she does the meet and greet around the club; lots of kisses… Greeks love to kiss and hug and she is no exception.
    The boys have found a small table tucked away in a corner near a big palm in a huge pot plant. Their drinks come and they raise them and clink. “Stin igiá mas” .
    They can’t talk much as they can’t hear each other over the music and Pétro feels the music, and drags Hope to the dance floor. They dance well together. They have been each other’s dates on many occasions. Hope feels free when she dances with him; she is herself and he is the only person in the world that knows all her secrets, her pain and her lost soul and she knows all about him.
    He shouts in her ear, wanting to know what the deal is with Jason. She tells him there is no deal and he looks at her as if she’s crazy. She becomes painfully aware that Jason is looking at them and she suggests they sit down, as he has been left alone. They hold hands and go back to their table to Jason’s company. Hope hates making people feel like a third wheel.
    They sit. She fans herself. She has a drink. She becomes aware that Jason is looking at her. They sit through a couple of more songs, tapping their feet and hands and one of Hope’s favourite songs comes on: ‘We’re on the road to Nowhere’ by Talking Heads. Just the title of this song epitomises her life. Her body starts to move in her chair, looking at Pétro and smiling, as he knows her tastes in music. Suddenly, Jason grabs her hand and before she knows it, she is on the dance floor with the best looking male from within a few hundred kilometre-radius, or maybe even, in the whole country! He pulls her to the middle of the dance floor and he bends over and says in her ear.
    “So let’s dance to one of your songs,” How does he know?
    And he begins to move and can he move! Hope suddenly becomes the best dancer she has ever been. He twirls her, pulls her close to his body, while he gyrates to the music, she feels his body with its hard abs, the suggestiveness of his moves make her want to rip his shirt off and watch the buttons fly all over the dance floor, while everyone is looking at them. No man should be allowed to dance so well, and move their body like this! She bets with herself that he moves like this with a woman’s body underneath him. It’s a sin. “He’s not allowed to be so sexy”, she thinks,” and so good looking at the same time, as well as intelligent!”
    Jason controls Hope’s body on the dance floor and feels a heat between them, hoping it is not just on his side. Heat like this can only be felt if it’s reciprocated; it can not possibly be one sided.
    He wants to control her body while she is underneath him, he wants to see her face as he pleasures her, to watch her as she comes, he would make sure she would come many times. As he holds her against himself he can feel how well she fits him, surely she feels that too?
    He can see her dewy skin, her face and neck and he wants to bend over and lick it all off, knowing she would taste salty and smell like flowers. She always smells like fresh flowers; a little rose and jasmine, but it’s not perfume. It’s her delicate skin. Her curls as they twirl with her, smell like her skin.
    Jason makes her blood pound just from his close proximity and his energy, and as he twirls her and she ends up on his chest, he breathes down the side of her cheek, and she gives in to all her carnal feelings. She lets herself go to the rhythm of the music and enjoys the song, telling herself that she’s on the road to nowhere anyway, so why fight this?
    As he holds her she can feel the dampness of his shirt and the fresh odour from his perfect body and she tries her best to reign in her galloping libido. She looks over at Pétro and sees him looking at