To a hardy beat and a pulsing strobe, Cory moved behind Jalany like a background shadow, at once sensualy distracting and in harmony with what was asked of Emeral.  She slid up behind the nurse, arms undulating around her body, not quite touching, so that they appeared in difrent places in difrent moments.<br/><br/>"Let go," she whispered in Jalany's ear, an very delicatly nibbled her earloab.<br/><br/>*  *  *<br/><br/>When Emerald had been dancing with Cory, the ebony girl had been deeply apreciative of the naturalness of her partner, staying close, learning her steps, her passion, and her physicality without ever having to ask a thing of her.  This girl was a true delight to dance with, and somewhere deep in her heart something whispered, "You are uner my protection."