For a moment Laura thought that she had successfully avoided being noticed by anyone as she made it to the outskirts of the dancing area. She was soon proved wrong however as someone suddenly grabbed her hand. Before she could do anything else she found herself being scooped up and she let out a small squeak in surprise as she found herself face to chest with the admiral once more, her head pressed up against the admiral’s soft breasts. As she set Laura down the admiral would be able to see that Laura’s face was once more bright red. This was exactly what she’d been trying to avoid. Sure she wanted to figure out how one was supposed to act off duty but that didn’t mean she wanted to embarrass herself in front of everyone currently attending. The poor girl was on the verge of shorting out again. “Admiral, I um can’t dance. I don’t know how.” She muttered as she looked up at the admiral from between her breasts, really wishing that she wasn’t currently standing in the middle of the dance floor.