"It looks like someone likes what they're seeing," Syd said, as she laughed and made her way over to the couch to pull me up as well. Soon we were all dancing to the music. I'm not normally the kind of person who loses himself on the dance floor, entranced by the music. But I'm also not normally the kind of person who takes two edibles and downs multiple shots of liquor before getting on the dance floor. This felt like a rave. We were all stoned and drunk and naked and dancing like fools.
And I couldn't help the fact that I'd again become rock hard, something that drew a number of comments from the ladies. After a few songs, when it had become crystal clear that my erection was not going to go away on its own, Rachel finally took some pity on me. She started dancing closer to me, more slo
