My guy took my hands and pulled me tight to him. Donna was away in the ladies and all I felt was panic. The guy was really strong and he directed m in a spin as I had directed Joanie and I felt myself going with it. Then he twirled me back and I was dancing with a man, taking the girl's part.
I blushed and blushed and could only look down, at my dainty girlish shoes, stockinged feet and the tight vinyl on my legs. Worse, of course, were the two mounds on my chest, sticking out in front of me and getting in the way of my arms.