The nazadi gilr looked into the white's eyes, then whispered huskily, "To where i can show you exactly how jealous I want you to be of every moment you're not with me."  She pressed ebon lips needily into platinum, her breath heavy with emotion, and laced her finger's in her left hand together with Emerald's, milk laced through darkest chocolate.<br/><br/>"Come on," she whispered on breaking the kiss, then started out the door, finger's still laced together.<br/><br/>*  *  *<br/><br/>It was later now and Cory used the excuse of clear streets to take a circutous root through the street halls, not too long out of the way, but far eough at higher speeds than usual to get their adrenaline up, with their boddies pressed together.<br/><br/>*  *  *<br/><br/>In the club, on the dance floor, she was alternatly seductress and lover, varying from song to song at the whims of her mercurial nature, sometimes teasing emerald into groups of others she'd seduced then leave a few songs later, or teasing her eyes by making love to a hologram on the dance floor.  Other times they daced close, and her motions served to redouble Emerald's brilliance and beuaty, when other times she wanted nothing more than dance as close to her sexy fried as possible, dark cholate body caressing milk white with every motion.<br/><br/>After some hours of letting the needy heat settle into them while delighting in all the magic of the dance floor, Cory abruptly vanished into the crowd, leaving poor emerald in the midst of a dozen beuatiful women alone.  Then song ended and she was hugging the girl from beind and nipping her on the earloab.<br/>