She heard murmurs of excitement and surprise from the people in the bar around her. Laura was surprised at herself. She turned her butt up to the ceiling and pressed her chest down. Her breasts hung down from her body until the points of her nipples dragged along the bar counter. Laura began walking on her hands and knees along the bar counter, her body dipping and swaying to the urgent beat of the song.

Her audience obviously approved.

"Fuck, look at the way her tits hang down. She's scraping the bar with them."

"I want that ass," said another voice.

Laura had never taken twerking lessons, but she thought...