The atmosphere is electric. The guests are going wild; cheering our hostess who has peeled off her shirt. I take one tentative step and then another towards the stage. I can't take my eyes off Princess Shawn. Then I heard her request for someone to join her on the stage. I take another step towards the stage and then halt. I'm suddenly indecisive; should I or shouldn't I. I'm frozen in place. I lick my lips, but still I don't move. I'll need encouragement, either physical or verbal, before I'll move.
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