Maggie was having a blast with Jacks that night. He was cute, had a hot body, and seemed to know how to have fun. She couldn't have asked for anything more as they moved on the dance floor, her back turned to him. She was starting to feel hot and her dress was starting to bother her. An urge to get out of it came over her, but Maggie kept it in check... so far.<br/><br/>When Jacks said he would be right back, Maggie nodded. "All right! Going to get a drink, meet me back here!" She kissed him deeply, standing on tiptoes, and then let him go, moving to the bar for a bottle of water. Bess was dancing with the guy she had met, but not even this distracted her from the fact that Jacks' pants could hardly hold him in.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">Lucky bitch</span></span>, she thought to herself.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">Gonna be sore tomorrow.</span></span><br/><br/>As Jacks was finding that scene in the bathroom, Maggie dried half the bottle of water and took it back to the dance floor, dancing alone for a while. A few guys tried to get closer, but they were all ignored. She had made her choice for the night.<br/><br/>When Jacks returned to the dance floor, he was met with a big smile and another fierce kiss. As she finished the kiss, her body rubbing against Jacks', she bit his lip and followed a trail of kisses all the way to his left ear. "Wanna go somewhere quiet with me?", she whispered, her lips touching his ear, soft as butterfly wings. "I want you so bad I'm gonna explode, baby."<br/><br/>Had she known whom she was rubbing up on, Maggie would probably be moving as far away from him as possible. Unaware of the fact that he was a policeman, though, Maggie could only see a nice, hot guy, who appeared to want her as much as she wanted him. "Come on... I know just the place, hm?"