Nicole and Fred
Nicole let out a small squeak as her hand was taken and she was pulled towards the dance floor.
"Well alright, since you asked so nicely." Nicole replied with a giggle. Her French accent standing strong, even though she now was speaking English.
When they arrived on the dance floor, she draped her arms over Fred's shoulders and as they moved to the music, she ever so softly, seductively slipped her hand behind Fred's hair and lightly teased her neck.
Her first year at the school had been confusing, to say the least. She always thought of herself as straight...but holy hell, the school was filled with drop dead gorgeous girls. She felt like such a creeper sometimes when she caught herself staring. Then the dirty thoughts came to mind and made it all the worse. She would be lying if she said she hadn't touched herself, thinking about the girls of the school on more than one occasion.