Chapter 1: Introduction
The all-consuming pulse of a week-long party was in full swing.
Friday night.
Somewhere in the depths of New York City.
Amidst a whirlwind of laughter, sips of cheap booze, and pounding beats, bodies writhed like thrashing seaweed lost in the current of the dance floor. Among—they were riding the waves of colorful sequins and bodies splashed all over this far-too-overcrowded nightclub.
At the heart of it all—sultry Mina, dancing like a woman possessed—hips swinging, booty Poppin' to the beats of the latest EDM hit. Her short, fluffy, pink cloud of hair was in stark contrast to the serene lightness of her gaze.
Her best friend, Jiro Kyoka, stood at the bar's edge—body swaying but nowhere as animated as Mina—entranced, not just by the magnetic energy but, by Mina's raunchy, rhythmic dance.
Not one to objectify, Jiro had always found Mina's free-flowing movements and magnetic sexuality to be delightfully intoxicating.
Jiro guzzled half of her cocktail, setting her glass down as she weaved through the crowd—drawn towards Mina's dance vortex. The mass of gyrating bodies melted away, leaving the two of them alone in their private world of intoxicating rhythm.
"Jesus Christ, Mina, your moves are insane," Jiro shouted, over the shuddering beat. Mina graced her friend with a coy, breathless smile, her perfect round ass trembling with the high-energy beats.
As the night grew later and the booze began to flow more freely, Jiro's nerves—finally—began dissipating. With fluid grace, Jiro joined Mina, carefully matching her sultry dance. Her body ground against Mina; their hips dancing slow and sultry.