Belly Dancing

There are only three kinds of exercise that I will voluntarily do: surfing, sex and belly dancing.

I went belly dancing this evening. I really enjoyed it, but my mum didn't like the teacher. We're going to a different class on Wednesday. I'm very much looking forward to it. I love feeling seductive and having people look at me. I'm an attention slut. I won't deny that; there's no point.

Feeling people's eyes drawn to me, their mind buzzing with my movement. They think about me, images trapped, flashing behind closed eyes. I survive on their desire, I crave their attention. A rush from being me.

The size of the rush, depends on my audience. You can try and guess who.