... She took his hand as they walked to the dance-hall. It was a disco, and the crowd was decent for a Friday afternoon, although mostly somewhat on the young side. The music was mostly unfamiliar, what he recognized was familiar only because he'd heard his children listening to it. Even so, he found that most of it was recognizably dance music, and as Ellen led him out onto the dance floor, he found that the old dance steps he'd learned in his college days returned quickly. At first, Dan felt self-conscious about his wife's clothing, but as they danced, he noticed that a fair number of other women in the room were more revealingly dressed than she was. Her short skirt was typical of those in the room, and her open coat only showed an occasional flash of her nipples through her sheer blouse ...
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