My Journal #263 - Another Amazing Woman Story

How about another story about an incredible female from my past?

[Shit, I need to post something else quick so my last posting drops down. It's humbling to write what I wrote in that one.]

When I was in college, after my troubled years, I was seeing a girl that was a High School friend. It wasn’t anything serious; we just liked to have fun together. So at the start of one semester, I had just gotten back to SM. It was dusk and I called her number to see if she had made it back yet. But her new roommate answered the phone instead.

She sounded sweet, so I chatted her up a bit. After a while she asked if I wanted to come by because she wanted to meet me. So I did. And she was cute. But she was what was called a “beatnik”. It’s hard to describe, but suffice it to say she was a bit different.

She wasn’t my normal type. She had black hair, no tan, brown eyes, and was thin. But she was cute and funny, so we had a good time. We sort of started hanging out more often, usually at local pubs or my room. And no, it wasn’t a sexual relationship. Ok, we hooked up that first night, but right after we "schleped" she told me she had a boyfriend back at home. So I told her we could be friends but no more nookie.

But then one night we went dancing, disco dancing!

[Quit laughing, that was the rage back then!]

Now back then every disco club had dance contests. You paid $5 as a couple to enter. The winners were guaranteed a $50 prize. But if more couples entered the prize would increase. And being the competitive jerk that I am, and also being fairly good at dancing, I suggested we enter.

She had shared with me that she had been a gymnast in High School, and was a member of the drill team also. But I never imagined how skilled a dancer she really was. I was ok, but with her I was great. And we won.

We both had fun and decided we would do that again. But I wanted more, so I suggested that we set aside time to practice. She agreed. The first thing we did was to pick three songs and choreograph them. We both had the same idea, to be different. I was very strong and she was very light and agile. So we included a lot of spins and throws in our routines.

The next step was to practice. We picked an old elevator in a very old building on campus. We practiced there from 2 am until 4 am three mornings a week. The reason she chose an elevator was because we could stop it between floors for privacy, we could use the sound system in the elevator to play our music, and she figured if we could do all out moves within the confines of an elevator then we would kill it on a big dance floor.

The final step was rehearsal. We would hit clubs and dance. But while we were dancing we would watch other couples and their moves. We were looking for unique and wild things to include in our routine.

We then won EVERY dance contest we entered. Every night for the entire semester we would either practice or compete. I have no idea how much money we won that semester, but it was a bunch.

At the end of the semester, I took her out to the nicest and most romantic restaurant in SM for a fancy dinner. After dinner we took a walk by the river. It was sort of a goodbye date as we were both leaving for the holidays. The mood was romantic and beautiful, so we kissed. It was the most seductive kiss I ever received. But what shook me the most was that she gasped during the kiss. That was so exciting for me.

[Sunshine gasped once when I kissed her too. Ummm. Oops, sorry]

We sort of lost touch after that night. I did see her again a few years later in another city. I was on a date and so was she, so we just smiled at each other. And then we competed against each other in a C&W dance contest!

Of course I won!