The Eyeliner Boy Current mood: predatory What a change is here! Last week there was a decent size crowd. However, people just weren't really feeling the music and not many people danced. I myself sat and did not dance for about half of the time I was there. Which if you know me.. is rare! This week though there was the usual amount of people give or take a couple people. Lori showed up this week and we chatted. I don't know what it was but man all the music this Tuesday was awesome. I barely got off the dance floor for more than one or two songs at a time. Lori and her friend joined a long as well. I did however notice a new face there... err.. a new face to me. I hadn't seen him there before but he was a cutie with his eyeliner. I was pretty sure he had noticed me, but couldn't quite tell if he was into me. So I continued to dance my heart out because well... I love to dance. Of course I'd occasionally look up to see if he was watching, but at that distance, it's hard to tell if someone is watching you or not. I took more breaks that night. I was awefully sweaty from all my dancing. This did however give me an opportunity to trot by him. During one of these particular passings by, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned and it was the cute guy wearing the eyeliner. He smiled at me and proceeded to tell me that I am "drop deap gorgeous" and complimented me on my dancing. I was immediately on cloud nine! I introduced myself and got his name. I floated back to my friends and let them in on what happened. Lori was thrilled and at the same time asking me why I wasn't still over there talking with him. I just shrugged and headed back onto the dance floor, giddy with a new serge of energy. The four of us girls (our group having multiplied after meeting some new people) hopped up and actually thrashed it out on the stage. DJ Twinscin was DJing and we were totally kicking it. It was great! After what seemed like an eternity of dancing we all mingled back to our usual table. We sat and talked. Lori urged me to go back and talk with the eyeliner boy. I couldn't.. I just couldn't. I find that what I can't express with words... I can express through dance. With my courage mustered up, I bee lined for the eyeliner boy and asked if he'd dance with me. He seemed a little taken aback and professed that he could not dance and would never be able to keep up with me. I shrugged it off and insisted he try, that I didn't mind, and besides... it was a slow song that was playing. That was all it took and the two of us were off. It was indeed a slow song. I haven't danced in ages to a slow song, let alone with another person. After a few akward moments of testing boundaries, we melted into the dance. Without hesitation our hands found each other, our bodies collided, and sweat mingled with the rhythm of the beat. It was exquisite. Long dead senses re-awoke and cold quiet nerves, burned intensly. Yes.. it was hot. After two dances we parted to go back to our friends. Lori and the girls giggled and cheered me on. I blushed, trying to slow down my heart beat and cool the fire in my face. It was quite the evening.