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Post by Megan Jerone <3 on Dec 29, 2006 22:47:10 GMT -5
Okay maybe the kiss was alittle too much; but it was only friendly of course. Cameron did save her, espeically from her own thoughts of rejection. Sure, it was a kiss, but nothing quite as special as a real kiss, and she wouldn't dare to kiss him first. It was always better when a guy kissed you, because then you would understand his feelings of you. Megan had odd thoughts at times yes, but it was true. A kiss isn't romantic until the guy has enough guts to do it himself. Although it sounded cheesy, in her eyes it was completely true. He was conscientious, and so rad.
Many words could describe him.
As he began to dance she joined in with him. The funnest thing was dirty dancing when you were drunk, then you would be enjoying it completely. "Yeah this spot is good" she agreed then smiled at him innocently. She was alittle buzzed that she could admit.
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Post by Cameron Vought on Dec 29, 2006 23:10:32 GMT -5
He needed something to drink. What was his reasoning for even showing up that night?
In any sense, he’d say it was for the drinks, after all, he didn’t know Megan would be there. The thoughts were taunting him now, and haunting him more so.
He hated the feeling, as it only made him sweat, though he covered up the ‘nervous’ look. No, he wasn’t nervous, he was just...a little up tight. He should’ve had a bit more to drink before he got on the dance floor.
His body would be more loose and he’d be acting a bit more...fun. He could feel a dark cloud hovering above him. He felt like he was bringing down his own mood and worse, Megan’s.
He watched her movements, knowing that, for now, it was too late to back out in the dance.
They’d get something later, hopefully; maybe she wanted something to drink too?
His legs moved him freely, watching her eyes with his own. There was so much movement, yet, he felt that his eyes had captured her and sent them through a gently, slow-loving environment. The feeling was pleasing, really.
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Post by Megan Jerone <3 on Dec 29, 2006 23:41:18 GMT -5
The dance got alittle more fast, pace and dirty dancing style. Megan just flowed down with the music, and genre. Slowly grinding on him, and going with the music. The lights dimmed with the eye blinding strobe light, that made everything seem slower then it actually was. Of course it probably flipped out the people who were drunk and already everything was slow.
Grinning at Cameron, she needed to get drunk. What else did she come here for. She would await for the song to be over though. Still dancing dirtyly on him, she was probably enjoying it alittle too much. Megan loved dancing the most, even more then singing, or playing her guitar. There was nothing better, then Tequila, and Bacardi in your system when you were dirty dancing and grinding. They still were away from the people a ways, hopefully he wasn't getting uncomfortable again.
Shaking her hips with the music, her flat stomach was showing from her tube top, atleast two inches of it was showing. Through the shirt you could define that she had a dangling navel piercing shaking along with her body movements.
As the song ended she laughed slightly. Really dancing did get you alittle tired. Especially at fast pace, when you were shaking it like a hooker. =]
"We should go grab a drink or something" she suggested with a innocent smile. She couldn't be innocent after the way she was dancing though.
As she grabbed his hand gentally, she tugged through all of the people, that were drunken and dancing like monkeys . As they reached the bar, Megan smiled at Cameron once more but it fadded as she raised the BAcardi to her lips gulping the rest of it down. Well considering it was practically a whole glass, she'd get fucked up just by that. She wouldn't just stop drinking now though. As the bartender showed once more she ordered again.
Alcohol wouldn't stop there.
Uh oh..wild crazy Megan
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Post by Cameron Vought on Dec 30, 2006 0:04:25 GMT -5
Oh, what was this? Another side of Megan that Cameron had yet to discover? In all, he liked it. It was just like him in so many words, thus her dancing took him back to when he was around the age to just grab any girl and, well...fuck, perhaps? It’d happened before, but he was drunk then, /way/ Drunk. Thinking back on it, he came to a conclusion that it had been her fault he had gotten so boozed up. He didn’t remember ordering so many drinks, especially because he had not even had that kind of money to spend. It was a typical scene—an older female taking advantage of a younger guy.
Grabbing hold of Megan’s hips, Cameron truthfully enjoyed the grinding. His thoughts had vanished, and a sense of joy overcame him.
Yes, this made him seem and sound like a horn dog, but what guy wouldn’t enjoy it? Yea, thought so. Welcome to the world of men.
This would open him up, by the end of the night...who knew what would happen? He didn’t expect much, but he was sober now, remember? He’d need a lot of drinks though. He could hold alcohol very well, used to it quite frankly. Cameron had started drinking illegally at the age of seventeen. His height was his trick, along with his charm. He could play any female bartender, a drink coming to him so fast it’d make your head spin.
The song had ended and sure enough, Megan wanted some alcohol in her system too.
He let her pull him back to the bar, sweat from other beings in the room rubbing onto him.
When they reached the bar, Cameron asked for another shot of Vodka, knowing it as one of the most effected drinks on him.
He was in his zone now, not wanting to come out for quite a while. He was enjoying himself greatly.
He took the glass into his hand when it was placed in front of him; swallowing all of the liquid once he poured it into his mouth. The glass came down on the wood counter with a ‘thud’, signaling for another.
Some would probably have no problem looking at Cameron and thinking he was a pathetic fool.
He would argue, really, but drink was one of his interests.
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Post by Megan Jerone <3 on Dec 30, 2006 0:34:09 GMT -5
Arriving with a cheesy smile was the bartender and two of the glasses she had order. Happily grabbing them and paying with a tip. She set them on the counter by slightly losing grip, although making it to the flat surface. Music blarred loudly, all sorts of technos mixed. The aroma of sweat and hot bodies dancing. It was like a rave. Although this rave didn't have XTC.
Which was good, drugs were bad. Megan downed one full glass of vodka, and the other was full of tequila. Okay she was fucked up. Making her way to Cameron she grinned. "Wantta dance?" she said with a few mispronoucing words and slurrs.
Okay was she or was she not Shitfaced? Definately.
Uh oh, her favorite song was on now. 'Slow motion for me'
Getting the sudden urge to dance, she began as she stood there, but it was only for giggles.
Megan looked up at Cameron with her large, radiant green eyes.
Her body movement was sexual toward him, every gesture to him was lustful.
Drunk Ass Moooofo.
Crazy ass Megan Jerone.
Wouldn't her mommy be proud...Hell yeah.
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Post by Cameron Vought on Dec 30, 2006 0:48:26 GMT -5
On came another drink, and another, and, another...
The drinks were coming fast, but Cameron was not yet satisfied with the way he was feeling. As for Megan, well, any guy amongst them could fuck her if they asked. Cameron decided it’d only be smart to keep a good eye on her. As he down yet another vodka, he ordered Tequila and watched Megan speak to him, though he rejected her offer to dance. Not yet. Besides, she was finding her own enjoyment in dancing on her own. He laughed at her movements towards him, causing Cameron to wrap one arm around her waist to hold her still. Oh yea, she would be feeling this tomorrow.
What seemed like ten glasses of Tequila later, but in actuality was only three, Cameron was buzzed. His eyes sight went burry just a tad, and everyone’s voices seemed muffled. Oh goodies, he found his new strong point in liquor.
He couldn’t control his laughter, smiles, and dirty gestures towards Megan and the bartender. Wait, who was to have control here? Shit, wrong move made by Cameron, lovely. Oh well, he figured it’d ware off shortly, seeing as it usually did, but he wasn’t sure.
Still holding onto Megan, he sway this way and that, thinking he was in rhythm of the song that played, though, he was far from it.
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