Forbidden Dance
I glance at Tara, who is already headed in that direction, and follow her.
There are both men and women on this team, and I watch in awe as they begin their number. Confidence pours from their very core as begin their dance, which I can only describe as a fascinating concoction of hip-hop, jazz, and dancing dirty. Three men and two women shake their asses to the beat. It’s enthralling, and invigorating, and as I watch the women grind against the oh-so-sexy male dancers, a tingle between my legs reminds me that I am still human.
“Damn,” Tara says with a small whistle. “Hopefully they’re using protection.”
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