Blowing Up in the Club
You sip your drink and it tastes very sweet, "Thank you, Abbie!"
"You're welcome!" she says as her eyes start to look you up and down.
You wonder if something was wrong with what you choose to wear to the club. Her eyes start to fixate on the middle of you. You keep drinking and suddenly feel pressure in your stomach. It feels like gas is building inside you. You groan low enough to hide it under the music as you trying to play coy why running a free hand down to your stomach.
Not only does it feel bloated from the inside, you touch a taught belly. Abbie burst into laughter and tries to hide her face behind the rim of her drink as she watches you.
"What's happening to me?" you ask her.
"You look gassy, dear," she chuckles.
What do you do?
"You're welcome!" she says as her eyes start to look you up and down.
You wonder if something was wrong with what you choose to wear to the club. Her eyes start to fixate on the middle of you. You keep drinking and suddenly feel pressure in your stomach. It feels like gas is building inside you. You groan low enough to hide it under the music as you trying to play coy why running a free hand down to your stomach.
Not only does it feel bloated from the inside, you touch a taught belly. Abbie burst into laughter and tries to hide her face behind the rim of her drink as she watches you.
"What's happening to me?" you ask her.
"You look gassy, dear," she chuckles.
What do you do?