 
Balletlover - Balletmania
written by Dep on 04.02. at 00:01:21 Last night, Depona and I met up with a friend of hers at a nightspot she frequents. It was a gasser! Really good funk band, lots of singles hitting on each other (Every time I let the moll out of my sight for a minute, there was some guy talking to her, and we were plainly TOGETHER, if you catch m'drift) Anyhow, Depona was wearing an above-the-knee maroon dress and off-white tights, I opted for jeans, a green long-sleeve thermal polo, and heavy, opaque black tights over freshly-shaved legs (turned out to be a mixed-bag, comfort-wise. I was sweating after about half an hour!). We spent the majority of the evening dancing to the band. The floor was crowded, and lots of people (men and women alike) ended up bumping into, or otherwise accidentally touching, my legs and butt. They didn't know I was wearing tights (still not ready for THAT jump!) but I did, and let me tell you, feeling a strangers ass against your tights-covered thigh is what the victorians would call a "singular" experience! The girl and I groped each other all night (D was pretty tipsy, I don't think she realized what I was wearing), but we didn't get to follow through (we got home kind of late.) Bet we make up for it tonight, though!>>>If you can arrange it in any way, get yourself onto a crowded dance floor while wearing a hot pair o' tights! Now I REALLY can't wait for Hallowe'en ( This I vow:no pants for me that night!)-Depon Answers to this message:
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