Magickman
10-05-2008, 07:51 AM
Last night was a Saturday night singles social dance party.
Yes, in a skirt and heels.
All week, I had been aching to dance, and there was my chance.
The women at the dance were all over me, with compliments on my outfit
and shoes. I wore black Nine West oxfords with 4" stiletto heels,
opaque black Leggs tights, and my skirt was from Target, a 12" denim
mini. On top I wore a referee's shirt and whistle, on a lanyard.
Bright fuschia acrylic manicure, and silver hoop earrings. I was ready
to boogie.
This was hardly the first time, that I was dressed at a social dance party. But it was the first time that everything came together, to absolute perfection. The sensation was that I was the beneficiary of a magickal charm, and that I could do nothing wrong.
I hadn't even gone in the door, before the women started with the
compliments. They loved my shoes, my legs, my manicure, and my look.
I was just amazed. It was a night when everything went right. The
gals wanted to dance with me, and dance I did, all evening long.
If you can believe this, when I tired one woman out, dancing, I blew
the whistle and pointed at another woman, who got up to dance with me.
It was like that all night. I hardly sat down.
Everyone at the dance, men and women both, smiled and greeted me warmly.
No criticism. No wisecracks. This was the most fun I have had in ages.
This continued until the band finished playing, and I was completely
exhausted and footsore.
Home now, I still can hardly believe what happened. It seemed like a
dream sequence, but it really happened. I am altogether unsure, what I did differently, that made for such a great evening. Whatever it was, I hope I can do it, again.
For the members who are dressed only at home, my wish is that this may serve as encouragement to take your act on the road, and out in public. Let me tell you: It was fantastic!
Yes, in a skirt and heels.
All week, I had been aching to dance, and there was my chance.
The women at the dance were all over me, with compliments on my outfit
and shoes. I wore black Nine West oxfords with 4" stiletto heels,
opaque black Leggs tights, and my skirt was from Target, a 12" denim
mini. On top I wore a referee's shirt and whistle, on a lanyard.
Bright fuschia acrylic manicure, and silver hoop earrings. I was ready
to boogie.
This was hardly the first time, that I was dressed at a social dance party. But it was the first time that everything came together, to absolute perfection. The sensation was that I was the beneficiary of a magickal charm, and that I could do nothing wrong.
I hadn't even gone in the door, before the women started with the
compliments. They loved my shoes, my legs, my manicure, and my look.
I was just amazed. It was a night when everything went right. The
gals wanted to dance with me, and dance I did, all evening long.
If you can believe this, when I tired one woman out, dancing, I blew
the whistle and pointed at another woman, who got up to dance with me.
It was like that all night. I hardly sat down.
Everyone at the dance, men and women both, smiled and greeted me warmly.
No criticism. No wisecracks. This was the most fun I have had in ages.
This continued until the band finished playing, and I was completely
exhausted and footsore.
Home now, I still can hardly believe what happened. It seemed like a
dream sequence, but it really happened. I am altogether unsure, what I did differently, that made for such a great evening. Whatever it was, I hope I can do it, again.
For the members who are dressed only at home, my wish is that this may serve as encouragement to take your act on the road, and out in public. Let me tell you: It was fantastic!