Julia was very aware of the other girl as they danced, and it was a strange new feeling for her. She had to hold herself back to keep from touching her too much and after that last glass of wine... It got a little bit more difficult. Her hands seemed to find their own way to Sara's hips and waist, and she kept pulling her into these little hugs that were supposed to be friendly and playful, but made her toes curl instead.<br/><br/>When the little touches and the wine, Sara's cute moves and beauty and the pent up frustration all added up, Julia was floating around in some sort of glazed awareness. It only took a single brush of Sara's arm against the side of her breast to make her dive into the deep end.<br/><br/>She pulled the other girl to her with one arm around her neck and the other around her waist. The kiss was soft and light, but there was no mistaking what she wanted. Her lips pressed gently onto Sara's and the tip of her tongue slipped over the inside of her bottom lip. Then she stopped, lingered without breaking the contact and waited for Sara's reaction.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, her head was sort of spinning and she wasn't absolutely sure this was actually happening.