Knowing I can't let Will see this, even though he pays me no attention, I whimper "somewhere else before the other guests get suspicious. We are about to head off the dance floor when another guy compliments our costumes. He does not notice your fingers buried in my southern region and this stoppage is making it harder for me to stay composed as you tease more. You are talking to him like a normal conversation and he is fixated on my perky chest too much to notice your fingers. Not recognizing me right away he asks you who I am and you tell him ...