Connor remained stubbornly elusive. As they danced Hannah let the music guide her feet in a slow turn, head always tilted a little to the side as if that would make her see better. If she'd been driving her fingers would have stroked the volume of the radio down and been just as useless in helping Hannah find her boyfriend. It was dim and Jessi kept bringing Hannah's attention back to her with touches on Hannah's upper arm and once fingertips in that sweet curve between hip and tummy that seemed to stroke as much as tap for Hannah's attention.<br/><br/>"Sorry," she said, head moving back to face Jessi, the quest for Connor momentarily forgotten. Well not forgotten but in his absence Hannah's need for approval had latched itself onto Jessi. It wasn't the same as when Connor gave it but it was positive attention that made her feel like she was being good. Vodka as it were, deceptively smooth and dangerous compared to the raw punch in her heart like the whiskey of Connor's love.<br/><br/>Was he in love with her? Hannah wondered that every other moment during the day and her eyes started to go away again until Jessi stepped forward, one leg between Hannah's and pushing the smaller girl to dance with her. It was warm, muscled under sleekly shaped skin and rubbed against the inside of Hannah's thighs which were one of her not so secret turn ons. Hannah wasn't bisexual in the least, had never even kissed a girl to taste her lip gloss but was a little undone by Connor's absence and Jessi's cutely aggressive manner. It just -<br/><br/>It just felt good!<br/><br/>It wasn't like she was being bad, Hannah was doing what her Dom ordered. It just felt a little scandalous but also nice and much, much safer than if it had been a guy. For a few minutes she lost herself in their dance, body rubbing against body, no room between them for a chaperone's balloon or Jesus. Without realizing what she was doing Hannah began to show off for Jessi a little bit, eyes going dark and sultry. Fingers let hair slide between them as she lifted the mass of it off her neck, half turning as if to invite Jessi's kiss on the fevered skin at the nape. Encouraged by Jessi's hands on her hips and the way Jessi pulled Hannah's butt into her, Hannah remained facing away and danced - ground a little bit even - for Jessi.<br/><br/>For herself, really. It was terribly selfish to use Jessi like this, substituting her interest and approval for Connor's but Hannah didn't care. Selfish, greedy - needy even in a way that was inviting Jessi to think the smaller girl was offering herself up as, well not a girlfriend but possibly a few minutes of hands down each other's panties in a stall in the ladies room while everyone outside knew what was going on.<br/><br/>Content, the edge of her anxiety burned off in the glow of dancing with Jessi, Hannah finally caught sight of Connor and squealed. Grabbing Jessi's hand off her tummy - had it been snaking up towards her breasts? - Hannah all but dragged Jessi off the floor and stopped in front of Connor.<br/><br/>"Connor!" she said, going up onto her tiptoes to kiss the bottom of his chin then Connor's lower lip. It was subtle but something he'd taught her about showing her submission to him and most people would probably miss it, just like they missed the day collar disguised as jewelry around her thin neck. Hannah kept hold of Jessi's hand. "I couldn't find you and was scared but I did what you wanted. I danced, I really danced! Jessi, tell him we danced and it was fun," she demanded, looking back and forth between the two of them.