<div class="floatright">(http://pics.plentyoffish.com/dating/80/31/tvady155kh_132595482-2.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center"><strong>Character: Marc<br/>Location: Approaching Amy<br/>Tag: Marc, Amy, Spencer</strong></div><br/>It had surprised Marc to no end when Amy bent down to grab her shoe, and on the way up donked the top of her head on his erect manhood, even it it was mostly concealed by one of the many black robes. It had startled him into relative silence, or at least senseless yammering as he watched Amy return to the lounge room with everyone else. Heading that direction anyways, he followed Amy, at a few feet distance, slowing when he saw the newly filled room of people.<br/><br/>"Holy Shit." He said to himself, looking about at the scene. Had the party not gotten larger than it's initial dozen or less, it would have been a grand adventure. This was amazing!<br/><br/>He caught Amy's eye as she unmistakeably pointed to him while talking with a delightfully sexy blonde. The contrast in the two women's hair made him almost shiver with joy. He was going to let Amy escape into the crowd, but when she pointed to him, his feet carried him slowly over to them, judging their expression as he joined them.<br/><br/>"Welcome." Marc said with a handsome smile, looking between Amy and Spencer, though he hadn't known her name yet. "I see you've met the party's sweet-heart." His hand touched Amy's lower back, though he hadn't remembered telling himself to. It was likely because he'd had his eye on her ever since she'd entered and subsequently dashed off for a moment alone. he always wanted what was a challenge.<br/><br/>He introduced himself to Spencer. His natural reaction was to try not to oggle, though at an orgy he wasn't sure it was such a bad thing.<br/>