“I want to feel passion, I want to feel pain.
I want to weep at the sound of your name.
Come make me laugh, come make me cry...
just make me feel so very much alive.”

- Joey Lauren Adams

The room vibrated with the beat of the music, bodies move, shifting together, grinding to the music. He stood in the shadows, His eyes hooded as He watches a young woman dancing on the floor. Her head thrown back as laughter spills from full lips. Body curved, hips rounded, breasts fully pressing against her blood red corset pushing the lushness upwards. Hips grind against her partner, but not in a sexual way, He watches the sparkle of her dark eyes as she laughs with the group of friends that surround her. Eyeing her, His prey found.