smash, boom, pow!
Why don't we get lost in lust, pull our bodies together a bit too tight this time and move ourselves to the vibrations of the music to forget where we are.
This is a game. It's wise to play along. Because when you already sin, then all what is left to do is enjoy..
So when a journey that you have once started gives you
more pleasure than anything else, then you don't need to think where is it going to take you anymore.
This game is called flirt. She leans closer and closer, but they both know that nothing serious will ever really happen, it just shouldn't happen. But her body moves closer, slightly touching his certain body parts. He's thinking "Wow, this is going too far" but carries on.
Everybody stares at them and whispers. "She's a sex addict, I've seen her" . "Yeah, and a slut" comments the other person.
But she is everything but a slut. She is sexy without being trampy. She is just here to get her dosage of erotic shot. Erotic shot with a function of lust. Her only passion is to invent new techniques to multiply her pleasure. And for tonight it's a full-on flirt with him.
As the beat of the music takes over their minds, the dance advances to a new level. 'How you like me now?' Just by watching them move could make the viewer horny. They can feel eachother breathing on their skin. He gets intimidated by her, and shows her his ring to remind her he's taken. She laughs at his face and says 'It's just a game, you silly'
and walks off smiling.
In the end it's all about whether the addict got the dosage of lust for the night or not.
