A Night Out

Neat little girls dressed up in lace, waiting backstage for show to begin.

Time slows to a crawl for both the performers and audience alike as the anticipation builds.

A devilish pair of eyes watching from the back of the auditorium, waiting to behold a very specific spectacle. 

Beverly, one of the dancers can feel his presence despite the distance between them. It sends a chill up her spine. 

Sleep has settled over the city. The performance was a success and most of those involved as well as the spectators have retired for the night but two remain awake. 

Soft hands slide over sensitive flash.

Gleaming eyes shine in the darkness, locked onto each other as bodies move together.

The aftermath is wordless as always. Nothing needs to be said.