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Old friends….

It had been a long time, part of me wondered if I would even remember how. Then the music hit and I walked out on stage. For that first moment, I did my best to ignore the crowd, I focused on just dancing , but they broke through, I couldn’t help it, I heard them and saw them.

When the second song came on, I played to them. I was no longer just dancing, I danced for them. I teased them, I had them begging and cheering. Dancing used to be everything for me, but this, this was intoxicating.

Nudity has never been an issue, I grew up running around naked on the beaches of Rio. There was nothing like beating the boys in volleyball because my sister and I were topless and the boys were helpless.

At the end of song two, my confidence was sky high. For my last song, I took to the pole like it was an old boy friend, climbing it and twirling like I had been doing this my entire life.

When the night ended, I sat on the edge of the stage with a glass of wine, the stage and I were old friends.

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