III. Good girls go bad

Some years ago, maybe three or four, one of our firsts nights out. It was in September, the last summer weekend and we wanted to celebrate the "summer's happy ending". We went to have dinner out, with some of my friends who, nowadays, are your friends too (although some are enemies) and, afterwards, we went to the disco which, now, we go almost every weekend. I think that, in those moments, we started to feel the music and love the feeling to dance. Two young single ladies dancing and loosing control on the dancefloor... It was hilarious, wasn't it?

I hope to spend more uncountable moments like that with you.