I have mentioned in previous blogs that I love to dance and in particular South American dance. I like the music and I like the very sexual and sensual movements the dancers make. I am not an expert but when I dance I feel alive and free.
Classes started up again last week and although the venue does not give the right atmosphere, once the music starts we are in Rio and Buenos Aries, in Caracas and Laz Paz.
There is something special when a male dancer takes control of your body. He holds you in a special way and turns you in a movement that he dictates but he does not have real control over. It is the woman who gets the glances, the woman that gets the looks and it is the woman that perspires with excitement and the thrill of dancing with a man whilst dancing with the groins of the male watchers.
I cannot explain it but if I miss a class I feel depressed and it is as if something is not correct. Dancing provides the balance in my life. It is an outlet, it is exercise and it is mentally demanding.
I dance salsa on Sunday and then the dance of the bedroom on my other days. They both thrill but in very different ways!
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