So I stopped in last night for a couple of quick beers ... and Stacey sat down with me. We chatted for a while. It seems that she HAS danced for/on me before. It was quite a while ago, but I'll be damned because she even remembered the booth we were in.
To quote the movie Slapshot:
"Naw, dat no good. You go to de box for two minute. You feel shame."
I love watching for that second when a girl drops her guard and just starts being herself. Maybe I can get past the pretty, young, flawless exterior and spend time with the interesting person underneath.
Anyway, she may join us here, online. I look forward to her point of view in some of the topics in the Dancers and Devotees social group.