Fox walked into the small, but beautiful club. The music was loud and was the Cuban beat that he had always enjoyed. There was a beautiful black lady up on stage, with a whole slue of male backgroud singers, belting out the soulful music. Fox walked on around the club taking in his surroundings. Then there she was , the most beutiful creature that he had ever seen. It was the young woman that he had bumped into eariler that day. He was stunned at her beauty and he actions. She was dancing with a young , black girl, of the same age. They looked as if they had known each other all their lives, like they were best friends. They were laughing and hanging to each other, oblivious to every man there staring at them in aww. They knew that they were beautiful and it showed. It was all in how they carried themselves. It was purely amazing. He wanted to a part of that amazment, and he was willing to try, for the first time in his gifted life.
Fox decided to get a drink, so he walked over to the bar and ask the bartender , who was oboviously speaking English, that he wanted a martini, dry, with an olive. The man shook his head and walked off to fix the drink , for the rich young man. As the man walked back with the drink, there was a tap on his shoulder. Fox spun around and to his suprise, it was her, the one. She smiled from ear to ear and Fox's heart was melting and his heart was thumping in sync with the beatful music. She smiled and said. "Hello, my name is Theresa Lopez' Fitzgerald. Nice to meet you." Fox smiled and put his hand in hers.
"Nice to meet you to, my name is Fox Crane." Theresa's mouth gaped open. Fox's eyes grew large. He tought that she was going to run. So he put his hand on her shoulder. "OH. Did I say something wrong , Theresa?" She looked scared and alone at that moment, like she was reliving something awful.
"Oh, no, you did nothing. I really am sorry. Its nice to meet you , Fox. You are the Fox Crane that is from Harmony, Maine, aren't you?" Fox was now the one that was suprised. How did she know who he was?
"Ugh, yes I am. Might I ask beautiful, is there something that is wrong with that?" Theresa thought to herself, not at all. Then replied.
"No not at all. I am only suprised, thats all. Who would think that a guy like you would be at such a place as Havnnah, Cuba."
"Honestly, I dont know why I am here, but I just had something telling me to come here that there was something or someone that was waiting for me." Theresa chuckled. Fox looked a little taken back.
"Oh that is a good line, Mr. Crane." Fox's eyes shot up.
"Excuse me? But that was no line. It is the gods honest truth." Now Theresa was a little taken back.
"Your serious?"
"A Crane is always serious." He laughed a little. "But seriuosly, it is ture, but a Crane is not always serious. Atleast not me, I am the loaner. I like to do what is not expected of me. I am different."
"Your a womanizer. Is that what you wanted to meet me here for?"
"Well not exactually. I wanted to meet you here because there was something about you that untrigued me. Does that sound stupid to you?"
"Well no, but what about me intrigues you?" Fox looked her in the eye and he knew the reason, but wasn't about to tell her yet.
"I don't know but I would really like to dance, I mean if you want to." Theresa smiled and thought to herself. "This is going to be fun." Then she grabbed his hand as the new song started. The beat was intoxicating and called to her as she walked hand in hand, with one of the richest guys that she knew. As soon as they made it to the dance floor Theresa took off her short sleeved sweater and threw it to the table next to the dance floor, where Whitney caught it.Fox stared at her exposed shoulders and chest and he put his arms around her , sending her out into a spinand back in. She then turned around and make her backside rub against him. As she swayed to the music and him rapping his arms around her waist, she bent over and rubbed her backside against him. Fox felt like he was going to loose all control. As the music pumped through his body and Theresa was making it extreamly pleasureful for him. He thought what little he could think at the time that she knew what she was doing and that she was doing it on purpose to get to him.Low and behold, it was working and he didn't know what to do with himself. Then he had an apiffiny, he was going to go with it and play it to the fullest. With that thought Fox took her hand a swung her around and started moving against her putting his mouth to her neck, grazing his lips along her neck, under her ear. He could feel her shudder and breath harder. This only fueled him on, to get to the little Latin beauty.
He rubbed his hands up her arms and reach her sweaty chest and moved on up and over her shoulders , pushing her back far enough to for her head to fall back. He looked at her sweaty chest and lusted , moving his hands to around her shoulders to hold her as he danced. he moved his lips to her chest and kissed a line back up to her neck and rested his head in the crook of her neck. He listened to her beating heart as if it were in sync with the music. He was in a trance when the song came to an end and most everyone left the dance floor, leaving them brethless and Whitney in aww.