Re: OUTSIDE IN THE FIELD
Macnair easily found his way out of the stuffy inside outside. The alcohol was pouring more freely out here; the women seemed to have loosen up at well. He couldn't say no to women dancing around barefoot under maypoles with ribbons and tossing back more alcohol. He was happy enough to watch for a moment. He immediately started drinking the stronger things which were offered outside. The only things inside were wine and champagne, but outside he found vodka and whiskey.
He watched a woman dancing around a bonfire. Quickly, he went over and his hand reached out, placing it on her back. Her gown was long, pretty, and clung to her. It dragged on the ground, but she still oblivious. She seemed oblivious to him as well at first, but after a moment, she turned toward him. For a moment, she seemed to be sizing him up as he moved closer and started to dance with her. Macnair wasn't the best of dancers, but she didn't seem to mind. She started to dance with him, moving her body against his.
He grinned, already feeling himself grow excited at the prospect before him. It didn't matter if she was liquored up to him.