Dance class: Week 3.
PS: Is anyone still impressed that I am still going? I am 
Anyway, I got there 5 minutes early, and sat at a table on my own in the corner. And that was my first mistake...
Because very soon a horde of blood crazed vampire women hunting for their next victim small gathering of middle aged ladies descended upon my table and sat around me. "Ooh you are brave, coming back with all these women" {me- nervous laughter}
"Have you noticed there are fewer men here"... which is when I started to panic 
There were fewer men. It had dwindled down quite a bit. What had happened to the others. Are the blood hungry vixens stalking them after classes and feeding off their succulent manliness? Hey wait a minute... why havent they gone after me? Am I not man enough for them? (Dont answer that or I'll take my Kylie CD's and flounce out).
But seriously, there were fewer men... in fact I was the only 'new' man there. The other couple of men, had been before and know the moves. And this meant one thing...... I got one to one tuition! When the bloke was teaching the mans part all he did was point me over and teach it to me. YES! my own private dancer, a dancer for money, Do what you want me to do... no wait.. that's Tina Turner.
Anyway, on with the class, and after the embarrassment of my man turn last week, I actually did very well this week, even in the 'seducers drop' (A bit of leg entwining action... a move that tiger lady was very keen on 
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When I got home and showed my OH the lit of moves, she seemed to get a little concerned about that one. Aah Bless
But now I'm back, and I am hot!
