Sienna felt incredible. The buzz she was feeling sang through her veins as she climbed the pole, locking her legs around it and bent her body backwards, her head touching the cold metal. Her hair was wild and out of control as it had been shaken loose from the way she’d done it up for her date with Dean.
Gone were the jeans and pretty top she’d worn for her first foray into bowling and in their place was a pair of leather shorts which barely covered her ass and showed off her rounded hips and stomach perfectly. A crop top which appeared almost bra-like also leather with diamantes studding it, haltered around her neck. Despite Dimi holding up a mini dress when she’d arrived at the house, she’d vetoed it immediately in exchange for something she felt she could dance in.
She knew she looked
