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            earlier. Sanya is a reformed party girl. My seemingly innocent roommate has a wild
            side.

               My face must convey my shock because she winks at me and keeps dancing.
               She is grinding on the pole.
               It is time to keep up my side of the bargain. I did say I would party with her. I
            chug the rest of her drink and stand up. A quick glance  tells me Teo
            misunderstands my intentions; he leans  forward amused. I guess my shock is
            evident to everyone; even Carla looks worried. They probably think that they are
            about to witness me pulling her off the stage to scold her.

               Hell no, I am beyond turned on by her display. I am going to join her. I take
            advantage of the extra height the stage gives her. I get in her face and start the third
            verse.
               Surprise flashes on her face when I sing the explicit lyrics, but she quickly
            recovers. I join her on the little stage; I can be her Bryson Tiller if she wants. I trap
            her between the pole and my body as the song continues. Sanya turns toward the
            pole and rubs her ass on me as I sing.
               We dance to the song; Sanya presses her back to my chest and I run a hand
            down her belly – happy for a reason to touch her body.

               The wild bunch cheers us on.
               I wish for the second time that night we are back in our room. I would show
            her all my wild thoughts. Unfortunately, I know the night is just getting started. I
            stifle a groan of disappointment. “Wild Thoughts” filters out and Fergie’s “London
            Bridge” starts. Sanya and the girls in the other group cheer. Sanya floats over to the
            other group with me in tow.

               She points at the dancing  group. She  meets up with  a blonde wearing an
            extremely low-cut blouse with leather booty shorts. They do exactly what Fergie
            says by pressing their backs together and dropping it low.
               She grabs me by the waist of my jeans and sings the chorus. She drops to eye
            level with my crotch.
               Fuck. This night is going to give me permanent blue balls. I am trapped in the
            middle of a Sanya and Blondie sandwich when I decide to peek at our section. Tala
            is pouting; some of the other members have disappeared. Carla and her husband
            are cheering on our shenanigans. Lizzie is doing her best to give Teo a lap dance,
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