This choice: some friends wanting her to go dancing • Go Back...Chapter #7some friends wanting her to go dancing by: Unknown Olivia heard the knocking at her door and went to answer it.
"Hey Olivia, we are all going dancing," said tall curly haired redhead Debra.
"Yeah, ya gotta come with us," said Don and Jeff in tandem.
"Really, you study those scripts too much, they will still be here when you get back," Janine commented, brushing her raven locks out of her eyes.
"Okay, okay," Olivia replied, as she put her blonde hair back in a pony tail, grabbed her keys and purse, and headed out with her friends.
They drove across town and were soon at a local 50's nightclub.
"Well this is different," she replied as she made her way out of the car.
"We wanted to do something different, and it sounds fun--and they do dance lessons," Janine informed her.
"Oh...really,"Oliva replied, wondering why this seemed pertinent, but somehow unable at the moment to put two and two together.
"Yes really," Don told her, the college football player and all around jock said with a light arm punch.
"Don, I am not your punching bag---but I will be your dance partner."
"You have to be mine too," Jeff replied.
"We will all dance and have fun, as well as a drink or two," Debra added with a grin.
Soon they were in the club and they were teaching the cha cha, and the group headed out on the floor. They all followed along and danced together and with a few
of the middle aged men and women who were the main crowd there. Olivia felt a strange tingle as she danced, but was so busy with learning it that she ignored it
and kept going. After what seemed like forever, she mastered the steps and actually was quite adept at it.
They went off the floor at the end to enjoy their drinks, and Olivia excuzed herself after taking a swig of hers to use the restroom.
She did her business and then went to wash her hands. As she looked in the mirror, the image in front of her seemed to change. Her body looked different to her,
and as she looked on she headed past 30. Her breasts were at the extent of a C cup, and her hips looked fuller. Her clothes seemed more strange to her, and she
wondered what she was thinking when she put on the outfit. She then realized to her surprise she was getting older, as light laugh lines and crow's feet showed on
her face as she hit 38
She texted Janine to meet her in the restroom and she was there a moment later to see her friend...
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