Marc had taken a lap of the lower rooms after finishing his wonderful fun with Natalie. After kicking them out of the way, his formal clothes had been left in a corner of the lounge room. He had proceeded naked through the halls, to grab one one the robes hanging in the bedrooms.<br/><br/>After donning one of the many silk black bathrobes, he briefly splashed some water on his face and in other places to freshen up for his next partner. It wasn't the most concealing of clothing, as the preparations he'd made before the orgy had left incredibly aroused in general.<br/><br/>As he rounded the corner to head back into the action, he ran into Amy, who was leaving the bathroom, holding her shoes, one of which had a broken heel.<br/><br/>"Oh, hello Amy. How's your foot? Was it your ankle?" He asked sincerely, hands in his pockets to hide the boner that was developing from Amy's immense cleavage. He had hoped she'd stuck around after her brief retreat.<br/><br/>"About to hit the dance floor?" He gave a suave wink. Even though he could hear a<em>lot</em>more voices than he had noticed when he was last out in the main room, his attention was directly to Amy, though he'd be just as happy to walk with her into the main room as he'd be to continue hanging out in the hall with her.<br/><br/><strong>Name: Marc<br/>Location: Downstairs hallway w/ Amy<br/>Tags: Marc, Amy, hallway</strong><br/>