He asked straight forward, “Can I have this next dance.” I said, “Sure,” assuming he wanted a lap dance, but as we stepped into the lap dance booth instead of sitting down, he grabbed my hand and started dancing the waltz with me. He realized, “Ahhhh, you know how to ballroom dance.” I responded, “Yes, where I grew up you learn to ballroom dance when your turn fourteen.” Him, “You are my dance partner for the night.” So we danced, one dance after the other. I kept my dress on the entire time and enjoyed floating in the man’s arms. You never know what will happen during a shift at the club. But many beautiful things can happen.

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