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before taking his leave

Just as she was taking her seat a waiter walked up to her with a tray full of drinks

“Would you like a drink, ma’am?”

“Yes, thank you”

“I have cha you so from the bar”

“I’ll try the punch, please” He placed the glass of punch on the table “Thank you”

Tiara sat, people watching, as she sipped her punch

“May I have this dance?” asked a portly man dressed as a sultan

“Yes” As they danced, she asked, “What should I call you tonight?”

“You may call me Sultan I believe that I am the only one here” He kissed the back of Tiara’s hand “You are a beautiful, sweet, toffee Latina What should I call you, dear lady?”

“You led

Tiara moved on to dance with and talk to several different ht passed She had taken on the persona of Nurse Taboo, accepting touches and kisses from other partiers She becaht progressed, the ed to a dark African Cuban beat Tiara found everything about the a, froenitalia-shaped ice sculptures; fro on the walls depicting several erotic and see punch to the never-ending flow of cha was the people of all different sizes, shapes, and colors; drinking, dancing, and touching freely

Tiara was standing in front of the drink table trying to catch her breath after an intense dance session with a sexy deep dark chocolateeye mask Her back was to the room as she took aanother glass of the decadent punch

“I know you and you know roin against her butt as he wrapped his arms around her waist