Drinking in the Disco (lesbian story)

With the third glass of cointreau in hand, I headed for the dance floor. I began to dance letting myself be lulled by the light state of intoxication and the engaging music of the Cocorico ‘. I felt my body move sensually but I lived all the movements as if I were looking at myself with the eyes of another person, maybe I had drunk a little too much but I didn’t give a damn. I was in the mood for strong emotions that…