Suzy licked her lips, then playfully smacked them. "Again, doll? One might think you were insatiable! My goodness."  She giggled and slipped free from the caresses of her lovers, feet finding the floor, then rose up to stand, wobbling a bit as her body re-discovered 'upright'.  She twirled around once, stopped, threw her head back, letting her soft hair slide freely down her spine, and laughed. It was not the laughter one might hear as a response to a witty quip, but more a contented laugh of one who finds nothing wrong with the world.<br/><br/>She rose up, on her toes, then darted to the center of the room, and began to dance. Suzy was energized and needed to celebrate it.  Still glistening with sweat from their mutual efforts, she bent, and swayed, twirled and tapped her feet in a quick beat on the old worn floorboards, and each time her lovers caught a glimpse of her face, they couldn't help noticing her eyes sparking, or her dimples dug deep into her cheeks by her smile, or her unbridled energy.<br/><br/>After a few moments, her dance drew her towards the door - but she did not open it.  Suzy turned quickly and slammed herself against it, spine straightening along the solid wood.  Gasping for breath, she raised her hand and with a curled index finger, beckoned at the tasty treats across the room.  "I do hope he can do it again, my sweet Jezebel, and this time, with the whole world just a few inches behind us."  Footsteps echoed in the hall, a passing patron looking for the facilities.  Her eyes darkened as she squirmed against the painted door.