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- No. I want to dance for you. Sit down. I pushed him across his chest until he was sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes boring into me with interest.

Meticulously following the plan, I went to the stereo and tuned in to the only radio station in town, where college country music was playing. It was not ideal for the purpose, but it was what I had. Then, to the melancholy sound of the sertaneja duo, I began to move sensually around the room, dancing and insinuating myself. But that was not enough, I needed to capture his full attention, distract him from everything else. So I started taking off my clothes, slowly, one piece at a time, as I watched the malice come to life in the gleam in her eyes.

"Even with that puffy belly, you are pretty hot," William said.

I was only in my bra and panties, two simple black pieces, and I still had not had the opportunity I needed. If he did not act fast, it might be too late.

With my thoughts in mind, I took my glass from the bedside table, next