Dance for me

“Beth, I won’t work here, I can’t,” Pen came running to her in tears.

“What’s wrong?”

“Ethan, he kissed me again, and George groped me.”

“Didn’t you like that?”

“Are you laughing? Why would I like that?”

“Ethan’s pretty good-looking, and I wouldn’t mind being with him. But he singled you out.”

“It’s not funny.”

“I’m serious, Pen.”

“I don’t care if Moli curses, but I can’t be here anymore.”

“All right, I’ll tell him you got sick.”

“Thank you. They’re waiting for you,” Pen told her as she began to change.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

“All right, I’ll go to them,” she answered and walked into the hall.

“What can I get you?”

“Has your girlfriend run away yet?”Michael asked her.

“Hot, sexy, and experienced girl. She’ll outdo any elite prostitute in bed. You’re gonna have a lot of luck with her tonight. ”

“Leave him alone, Michael. Don’t you see? All he thinks about is Pen. He doesn’t want sexy and experienced, he wants gentleness and innocence. Yes, Ethan?” George asked him.

“Stop it! George, if you think I’m really capable of falling in love with Pen, you’re wrong. I should get her in my bed, nothing more. I’ll win, because I’m not used to losing.”

“Ethan, calm down. I know you’re not used to losing, but she’s not gonna spread her legs for you, not even in three months. And all our arguments are valid for no more than one week. You’ve already lost,” I explained to him.

“She got sick.”

“I see, so did she leave or is she still at the restaurant?” Ethan asked her.

“She’s changing in the back.”

“Great,” Ethan said and walked out of the hall. He walked toward Pen.

“Are you trying to escape?” He called out to Pen as he approached.

“Have you decided to follow me?” She asked as she turned around.

“I wish I’d been there in time for your change procedure.”

“Pervert,” she blurted out.

“I did let you out, though.”

“I thank you for that, I really do.”

“Pen, they’re coming to Juilliard tomorrow, be ready.”

“You decided to warn me?”

“Yes, I saw fit to do so.”

“I’m not afraid of you, I told you.”

“Your behavior says otherwise.”

“Think what you like.”

“Pen, I mean you no harm.”

“Of course I saw it today.”

“How many times? How much?”

” What do you want from me? Leave me alone, Ethan.”

“Okay, see you later, Pen,” he decided to let her go, but tomorrow, they will still see each other.

Penelope didn’t say anything back to him and just walked past and out of the restaurant.

“Beth, you’re so cool,” George whispered in her ear, sitting her down on his lap and squeezing her ass painfully.

“I’m back,” Ethan turned to his friends.

“Did you get a chance to talk to our little birdie?”

“Yes, I warned her about your visit tomorrow.”

“Good,” Michael answered.

“We will see how she dances and what she can do to become famous. She has to earn it.”

“You’re right,” Kevin confirmed Michael’s words. George wasn’t paying attention to them; he was engrossed in a more pleasant matter. He was engrossed in Beth.

“George, do you agree with us?” Michael tried to pull him away from the kiss with Beth that didn’t take place.

“Yes, I do.”

“George, don’t be selfish. Ethan’s the only one of us who doesn’t know what Beth is capable of. Maybe she’ll brighten up his loneliness tonight.” Michael asked him.

“Have you decided to do charity work?” George asked.

“No, I just said that. After all, I am. I don’t think Beth would mind, would she?” He turned to her.

“I don’t mind,” she answered, and got up from George’s lap to get closer to Ethan.

She sat on top of him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Ethan didn’t mind.

“Ethan, you’re going to get lucky tonight,” Michael called out to him.

“I don’t doubt it.”

“Beth, you get us some drinks, though, because I want to relax. My wife gave me such a scandal last night and there was more this morning,” complained Kevin.

“Wives are evil,” Michael agreed.

“I’m just lucky that no one throws me scandals and hysterics. Being single isn’t so bad,” said George.

“You’re not the only one who’s single. Ethan’s single, too.”

“Will you stop talking about it?” He asked them.

“Beth, can you please get me a drink,” Michael repeated to her, and she got up from Ethan’s lap. But before she left, she kissed him.

“See you later,” she whispered in his ear and walked out.

“Hot, sexy, and experienced girl. She’ll outdo any elite prostitute in bed. You’re gonna have a lot of luck with her tonight.”

“Leave him alone, Michael. Don’t you see? All he thinks about is Pen. He doesn’t want sexy and experienced, he wants gentleness and innocence. Yes, Ethan? “George asked him.

“Stop it! George, if you think I’m really capable of falling in love with Pen, you’re wrong. I should get her in my bed, nothing more. I’ll win, because I’m not used to losing. ”

“Ethan, calm down. I know you’re not used to losing, but she’s not gonna spread her legs for you, not even in three months. And all our arguments are valid for no more than one week. You’ve already lost,” I explained to him.

” I will not lose. Tomorrow she will be mine and she will shout my name louder than anyone has ever shouted yours.”

“You wanted to do it tonight, but it didn’t work out. What stopped you from locking her in here and fucking her? We would have all seen it and maybe joined you,” Michael interjected, eager to do so.