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Authors: Christina Worrell
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would see me. Most famous people say hi but never see you, not unless you too are famous, or exotically beautiful. Was I famous, exotic or beautiful? No to the first one, and not at the required level on the last one, I reminded myself.
I had to check and make sure I wasn't drooling. No not yet. My eyes never left that god’s esthetically pleasing face. His never left mine. Michael began to slow down and wasn't so much as dancing as he was just swaying or moving. I think he sensed my attention to the lovely piece of work on stage and made an excuse to get drinks for us. I nodded but kept right on moving. My body never felt so good. I missed this too much. I needed to dance more, even if it was just at home. I was bending, swaying, and dipping like a professional. This club was more about a beat than Goth music, but I still enjoyed it. I loved when Frank’s DJ threw in techno.
I began to tire after their fourth song. Most people dropped after two or three but not me. I made it through two more before I needed a drink, so I’d cool off. I didn't want to get too sweaty. Thankfully, the air was on, so I felt pretty good, warm but good. My muscles burned some, but nothing major.
I found Michael, who seemed quite sullen. He was giving off irritability and perhaps jealousy vibes. Aw, damn.
“ I’ve never seen anyone dance like you,” he admitted solemnly.
“ I love to dance, even if the only audience I have is a bird or a stray cat looking in my window. Maybe I was born to dance.” My attention was elsewhere, but I heard him and answered quickly. I was sensing desire as well from him. Of course, he was a man; I thought rolling my eyes.
“ I like to dance too, but not that much.”
I shrugged.
“ This band is great isn’t it? Aries does great lead vocals doesn't he?” Michael glanced at the stage then back to me. He was fishing for something, and I knew what. Empathy had its charms.
I nodded to answer him saying yes to both of his questions. My attention was being repeatedly dragged to Aries. I didn’t want to stare, but I felt like I had no choice. It wasn’t fair that a man could look that good. Did all women notice this or just me? No one around me seemed as affected by him as me. It was like someone plucked him from my fantasy, and no one saw him but me, lucky me. Hee hee, I knew what I’d be fantasizing about tonight, probably for weeks…
“ Are you ready to dance some more?” he asked. He acted like he was not sure this was a good idea, but it got him attention, so he went along with it for now.
I stood up and grabbed his hand and dragged him back down there. I danced more with him than beside him this time. I still eyed Aries, having no choice and all, but I gave Michael a bit more attention. No girl had danced with him like this before. He eventually gave up and just stood there, not able to keep up. I rubbed myself against him, not too badly I didn’t want him frustrated or anything, but he knew I was there. Was I trying to make a certain band member jealous? Was it working? Did I want it to? Ha, a little... Michael was possibly getting too excited by my moves. Oh hell. I should turn it down a little I guess.
After two more songs, the band stopped for another break, music came from hidden speakers so the crowd could still dance if they chose. I couldn't see Aries anymore. Was it just me or did he seem as reluctant as I felt at having to go backstage?
I couldn’t believe the difference at first. My body was my own again. I felt released, free to socialize or whatever.
“ I’m so glad I came here tonight Michael. Thanks for inviting me.”
“ Not a problem, I’m pleased, I finally got up the nerve to ask,” he replied smiling.
I needed the bathroom, so I excused myself before they came back on stage. I was vibrating with energy. I’d never felt like this before. I was weak kneed, pulsing like I’d done a major spell, and feeling a little wicked. This was getting scary...
Frank asked
I had to check and make sure I wasn't drooling. No not yet. My eyes never left that god’s esthetically pleasing face. His never left mine. Michael began to slow down and wasn't so much as dancing as he was just swaying or moving. I think he sensed my attention to the lovely piece of work on stage and made an excuse to get drinks for us. I nodded but kept right on moving. My body never felt so good. I missed this too much. I needed to dance more, even if it was just at home. I was bending, swaying, and dipping like a professional. This club was more about a beat than Goth music, but I still enjoyed it. I loved when Frank’s DJ threw in techno.
I began to tire after their fourth song. Most people dropped after two or three but not me. I made it through two more before I needed a drink, so I’d cool off. I didn't want to get too sweaty. Thankfully, the air was on, so I felt pretty good, warm but good. My muscles burned some, but nothing major.
I found Michael, who seemed quite sullen. He was giving off irritability and perhaps jealousy vibes. Aw, damn.
“ I’ve never seen anyone dance like you,” he admitted solemnly.
“ I love to dance, even if the only audience I have is a bird or a stray cat looking in my window. Maybe I was born to dance.” My attention was elsewhere, but I heard him and answered quickly. I was sensing desire as well from him. Of course, he was a man; I thought rolling my eyes.
“ I like to dance too, but not that much.”
I shrugged.
“ This band is great isn’t it? Aries does great lead vocals doesn't he?” Michael glanced at the stage then back to me. He was fishing for something, and I knew what. Empathy had its charms.
I nodded to answer him saying yes to both of his questions. My attention was being repeatedly dragged to Aries. I didn’t want to stare, but I felt like I had no choice. It wasn’t fair that a man could look that good. Did all women notice this or just me? No one around me seemed as affected by him as me. It was like someone plucked him from my fantasy, and no one saw him but me, lucky me. Hee hee, I knew what I’d be fantasizing about tonight, probably for weeks…
“ Are you ready to dance some more?” he asked. He acted like he was not sure this was a good idea, but it got him attention, so he went along with it for now.
I stood up and grabbed his hand and dragged him back down there. I danced more with him than beside him this time. I still eyed Aries, having no choice and all, but I gave Michael a bit more attention. No girl had danced with him like this before. He eventually gave up and just stood there, not able to keep up. I rubbed myself against him, not too badly I didn’t want him frustrated or anything, but he knew I was there. Was I trying to make a certain band member jealous? Was it working? Did I want it to? Ha, a little... Michael was possibly getting too excited by my moves. Oh hell. I should turn it down a little I guess.
After two more songs, the band stopped for another break, music came from hidden speakers so the crowd could still dance if they chose. I couldn't see Aries anymore. Was it just me or did he seem as reluctant as I felt at having to go backstage?
I couldn’t believe the difference at first. My body was my own again. I felt released, free to socialize or whatever.
“ I’m so glad I came here tonight Michael. Thanks for inviting me.”
“ Not a problem, I’m pleased, I finally got up the nerve to ask,” he replied smiling.
I needed the bathroom, so I excused myself before they came back on stage. I was vibrating with energy. I’d never felt like this before. I was weak kneed, pulsing like I’d done a major spell, and feeling a little wicked. This was getting scary...
Frank asked
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