You really didn't want to go, but a good friend of yours (Miguel) dragged you to the "Puerto Rican Day Parade" yesterday. It's not that you don't enjoy yourself at the Parade, but the problem was that you stayed up really late last night and didn't get a lot of sleep.
You found and Miguel found a nice spot to chill out on around 79th Street and Fifth Avenue right by Central Park and figured you would remain there for the duration of the festivities.
While you were there you ran into a young lady named "Yaya," a few of her friends.
"Yaya" was a bit on the wild side and was constantly moving as many of the floats passed by and eventually turned to you and said:
"Why don't you dance with me?"
You explained to her that:
"Although you can dance, you never really learned how to dance to Salsa music"
"Yaya" said:
"No problem," and positioned herself in front you and backed her ass up on you and took your hands and placed them around her waist and then started to rock back and forth slowly, but to the rhythm of the music.
You tried hard not to get excited, but... NO LUCK, and "Yaya" knew that she got a reaction out of you and keep slow grinding on you.
After about 5 minutes "Yaya" stopped and whispered that:
"We are going to have to continue this later on here's my number text me later, okay?"
You found and Miguel found a nice spot to chill out on around 79th Street and Fifth Avenue right by Central Park and figured you would remain there for the duration of the festivities.
While you were there you ran into a young lady named "Yaya," a few of her friends.
"Yaya" was a bit on the wild side and was constantly moving as many of the floats passed by and eventually turned to you and said:
"Why don't you dance with me?"
You explained to her that:
"Although you can dance, you never really learned how to dance to Salsa music"
"Yaya" said:
"No problem," and positioned herself in front you and backed her ass up on you and took your hands and placed them around her waist and then started to rock back and forth slowly, but to the rhythm of the music.
You tried hard not to get excited, but... NO LUCK, and "Yaya" knew that she got a reaction out of you and keep slow grinding on you.
After about 5 minutes "Yaya" stopped and whispered that:
"We are going to have to continue this later on here's my number text me later, okay?"
