Melissa’s boy-toy is handsome, well-dressed, and only a head shorter than her. He’s got a good physique, and a strong jaw. He’s courteous, and flirty, and a little horny. He’s everything she was looking for. But there’s one box left to check: can he dance?







She pulls him out onto the floor, to a little open space in the corner. The music pounds in he

Amber doesn’t go to these sorts of parties. They’re loud, and full of strangers, and everybody’s drunk. Plus, all those smells! They make her want to…

do

things. So, when her boyfriend invited her, she politely declined.







But it’s been eating aw

ay at

Grrrowl.






Amber blushes, her eyes darting back and forth – did anyone hear? No. The locker room is still empty. Her stomach could make all the noise in the world without giving her away.






Grrrrrrowwl.