Since I don't ask men to dance (more on that topic later) and women were lining up to dance with him I knew it was going to be a challenge to catch his eye.
As the night went on I had an opportunity to catch up with friends and to dance with some amazing dancers but when the corintas played my eyes would shoot across the floor to the Man of Mystery. He was always busy when I was free and vice versa.
Then at one point he was finally free and I was available. Our eyes met and as I held my breath he walked over to me...
SUCCESS!!!!
YIPPEEE!!!!
Score one for the laser cabecco......
I held out my hand and he led me to the floor and we introduced ourselved. I told him, "I've wanted to dance with you for awhile." He replied, "Oh! I had no idea you should have asked.'
The dances were beautiful except I noticed at the end of each song he began to hold me tighter and tighter.
And longer and longer.....
hmmmmm............ maybe I was imagining it.... I've never been the girl to get caught in with the leads that molest their follows so I thought..."Pantina, stop it... It's just a different style."
At the end of our tanda I smiled and said, "That was wonderful! Thank you so much." He said, "No, thank you. I love your embrace."
I have to admit... In a way I was flattered because I've been working on my embrace. Trying to make it feel more like a welcoming hug instead of something mechanical and rigid.
Now here's where it gets creepy....
He held me close and hugged me and whispered in my ear, "I love holding you it's like holding my favorite pillow and dancing around the room.."
**squeeze squeeze**
ewwwww.............
Okay dude... let me go!
immediately....
Now I'm not flat chested but I'm not super gifted in the chest area.. . I wear a D cup and I realized that as he was squeezing me so tightly my breast were squished flat against him....
I'm sorry...
Did I fall asleep and wake up in the fifth grade?
Are you copping a feel on the dance floor....
AAAACCCKKKK!!!!
After an ackward period when I dropped my arms and did my best to wiggle away he asked me if I was going to be around later on in the evening I told him, "I might but I need to check my transit schedule"
Okay..... it was a great dance. But it didn't outweigh the creepy crawly sensation I got by being held a little too tight for a little too long....
Needless to say I ended the evening without indulging in another tanda from the Man of Mystery.
Ciao,
Pantina
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3 comments:
You probably have to follow your instincts on this, but it left me wondering a bit about your take on what is pretty standard tango practice. Close embrace, chatting up and flirting (almost an art form in BA), and making passes. Just part of the game? I think so.
I wonder what others think? It might be that your radar was just picking up that creepy vibe for good reason though.
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I must admit that at the end of a dance that was sublime and all that it should be, if I feel that the close embrace, connection was epic then I will just hang on to it a little after the music has finished. It means that I do not want to lose the connection and also as an unspoken compliment to my partner, to show exactly how much I enjoyed the dance.
Now you give me doubts as to how this is interpreted by my partner, but surely if we have just shared a cuddle for the last 3.5 minutes a small complimentary extension is not wrong.
Now about your man, Creepy,,, he may of been, but as I have been compared to a Tango Bubblebath (which I took as a compliment) I think the comment about the pillow is more of a compliment than you realise, as a leader we dance and cuddle everything from followers who have no core and act as a willow to those that feel like a tree trunk and have no feel at all. Dont get me wrong we are all on our journey, and all of them can and will be danced with. But give me a pillow anytime. Night Night.
Pantina; I just started reading your blog and I love it. I love your emotionality. So much like me!!!!!
I've only been taking tango classes for six months but I'm loving it most of the time.
I wanted to post a comment when I read the critique you got about your walk and your body mass - but you posted that back in January.
About Mr Mystery and his squeezing/flirting. I agree with Elizabeth's comment. You do have to trust your instincts to a point, but sometimes you have to go further to check them out. Maybe he's a creep, or maybe he is especially wicked in a fun and safe way. Of course you could tell him you are not comfortable with the tight squeezing and to take a little more time before getting so frisky. See how he responds to that.
Personally tango has been my "playground" for flirting and making playful innuendos. The teacher's husband picked it up right away and matches me every week. His wife winks at me. I'm not going anywhere with it, but I do like to raise the bar a little each week to keep him guessing just a tiny bit about how serious I am.
I wil say one thing about being lighter on your feet. I am a very large and heavy woman but the teacher says I have the best core in our class. An ice-skater's trick: Using a little bit of knee bend and straightening the leg as you step onto the other foot reduces your apparent weight on the floor and reduces the friction of your shoe if you are pivoting for example.
Keep writing Pantina! I love reading you!
Priscilla
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