Entry 378
Cultural event
15/7
Today was, thankfully, not nearly as busy today. I get to dive, Rory went to work. We met back at St. James's Palace for a bit of - well, I performed for him, while handling myself. Rory was actually disappointed. I've become so used to secrets, discretion and selfish men, that sometimes a boyfriend who's as interested in making sure I'm having pleasure is easy to forget.
He's actually focused on me. Okay, yes, I swooned - Rory makes me swoon a lot.
After a light supper, we joined Anne at her favourite dance haunt, the Starlight Room. Honestly, it was the wildest night of my life. Partly because I ignored the voice of my head that told me to 'tone it down.' Partly because I felt free, partly because of Rory and in all honesty, partly the drink. Before we even really started dancing. Anne saw a few news articles claiming she and Rory were dating, after their outing yesterday. I cannot deny the flash of jealousy. Rory isn't Anne's; he's mine!
I digress.
Once we started dancing in earnest, it was electric. I felt ALIVE in a way I've only ever felt in those second between the platform and the surface of the water.
Dancing with Rory was wild and different than any dancing I've ever done before.
It was also high-energy and I was very glad we'd had sex before we went out as we are truly about to fall asleep. Which is good, we should both be well rested for Rory meeting Mummy and Papa tomorrow.
