He saw Hannah dancing with a group of rivetheads who looked like their only agenda was injuring themselves. XNXX She slid down the wall. Images flashed in front of his eyes, sporadic and epileptic: He saw Hannah’s face, and Jessica’s, and the face of Michelle, the girl he’d lost his virginity to fifteen years ago after they’d both been thrown out of a club just like this one for trying to use a fake ID. “You fucking bitch!” he said, and slapped her. “You messed up my makeup,” she said. Hannah tugged his sleeve a little. You’ve probably just had too much to drink. Her cold hand cradled his balls and squeezed.
