<strong>Kelli Morris<br/>Miami Space Terrace<br/>Mingling</strong><br/><br/>Kelli found herself mesmerized by the sensual moment of her tongue, her eyes unable to look away.  “I was there only a couple times, a few years ag….” The racket of the three guys piling out of the stall making their way out of the ladies room cutting her off cold. She stands there in shocked surprised at the comicalness of it.<br/><br/>Turning to Miriam, moving a little closer, “I wonder which one of them was moaning and panting” she says chuckling.  “The way my nights been going, the bouncers would probably think I was the one holding them captive in here”.  Letting her eyes move over her face, taking it all in, how cute and attractive she was, making eye contact briefly before asking, “what do you say we hit dance floor, or if you prefer….” Letting the question hang as she lets her eyes glance at one of the open stalls.<br/>