She yelps as I let go of her hand and watch her totter on high shoes onto the polished floor, worried for a second she might fall, as I tense in readiness to catch her. She doesn’t and straightens to a normal graceful saunter ahead of me that brings my eyes back to her ass. I need to put distance between us, before I rip open her dress and just let go of any doubts. At this rate, and this head mess she brings out in me, I am going to end up exhausted before we get out.

I follow her ...