Dancing With My Shirt Undone (Part 3) – Mad Chaos: November 17, 1998

Orange Juice And Bold Moves

Already having saved $5 for the night (Hoping that it would go towards an extra day at the Gym) I was surprised to find that drinks were only fifty cents for a small orange juice. Buying myself a drink with my change and preserving my notes we all walked over to a standing table and began drinking our beverages. Conversation was of confidence and who would make the first move on women. If you would have guessed you would have figured that the new birthday boy was the first to pounce upon unsuspecting women.

Tyler pounced on a group of girls and seeing him do what seemed to come naturally to him I thought I would walk over and give him a hand if needed. Standing over his shoulder with my drink still in hand I listened into their conversation. His triumph started to tread downhill as they found out his real age and it was then revealed that the two girls up front were both 23 years old. One was married and one was engaged to be married but to be honest the two girls at the back were more attractive.

The Blonde Behind The Loud One

My bold move was made when I asked the blonde, skinny and 21 year old girl behind the louder girl of the four what her name was. As she told me I carried on with normal conversation and was surprised that she taped me back on the arm and asked me what my name was. From there we tried carrying a conversation of our own on but I feel that when the two 23 year old girls who were sitting in our way had left for a reason, to leave us alone.

Tyler kept talking with the girl on the other side as I made my conversation very loud music with the blonde that Keith later referred to a very comparable image to that of Phoenix’s. This girl with her blonde hair, tall, long legs and skinny body was not to be compared to Phoenix’s whose beauty lies within her make-up. Rather, this girl had an inner beauty as well as how marvelous she looked on the outside. Our conversation centered around where she was from and the group of friends she had come down with. I wasn’t the only one asking questions and I was surprised to find this beauty was as intent in asking questions as I was.

A Conversation That Toppled

Sadly my continuance of lasting conversation wasn’t as built as my confidence had been and the conversation literally toppled over itself, I bummed out. By then the friends had come back and swapping my seat with the louder one of the group Tyler and I talked for a couple more minutes and as he tried to chisel into my head that all the girls were taken I just gave up my quest. Saying goodbye I told her more or less that I would see her on the dance floor. She agreed but for the rest of the night I didn’t see her or rather, I didn’t remember her face.

Ribbons On The Dance Floor

There weren’t any more than fifteen people on the dance floor when we started to dance but the vivacity of Vedat picking up ribbons and placing them around me being animated brought more people to the floor. Along with the fact that the nine of us created a small circle and started dancing recklessly we attracted a larger part of the crowd. Vedat and I were grabbing attention of bystanders waiting to pounce on the dance floor as we harmlessly danced upon each other for all to laugh.

After all we were there to have fun and I found it a cack to see all the guys in our group picking up ribbons and wrapping it around the others drawing attention to ourselves. What drew much more attention was the fact that my buttons were becoming undone and as Keith kept signaling for me to undo my shirt I done just that. From that I produced much sweat and the rest of the night where I showed my body was never the same. My body I was proud of but not aware of it as I was dancing.

Leading Azalea Onto The Floor

The liveliness in our dancing so early of the night was great and as more and more people came to the dance floor Keith informed me that the girls from the Cabin were dancing on the floor. Without a second thought I walked up to them both and asked if they would like to share the same floor as us and as they only slightly hesitated I caressingly grabbed the blonde and skinny girls hand who is known as Azalea.

Not hesitating and now with a girlish smile on the face she came along with her friend to our group. The both of the girls had leather jackets on but as Azalea took hers off she brought upon me an image, nice breasts for her small size, impeccable and flawless in her symmetry.

Dancing now with two girls that I had brought upon the group I noticed that Azalea’s dancing steps were definitely out there. Azalea had no conscience when it came to swinging her arms around in a controlled fashion but what seemed to me to be so aggressively. Her dancing wasn’t aggressive but the way she swung her arms around in the air, some statement. As the boys continued to dance so vividly with each other me and Vedat playfully danced up on Azalea who was scrunched in the middle of both of us.

My hand was frequently touching Azalea gently as I spoke to her on occasions. Azalea was definitely attractive and I knew that she would be great if ever I wanted to have her at the end of the night. It would have been perfect, she was leaving for Canberra the next day, great sex and no worries but that didn’t happen. Azalea and her friend were somewhat extroverted but in a sense they were also shy and to me it seemed as if they felt timid to ask but not to be asked.

Coats And Green Drinks

Most of the members in our group were drunk and it didn’t help when Azalea put her jacket on the floor and Binh accidentally stepped on it. With that I thought to get away from the pack on the dance floor and I told Azalea that she should have her belongings placed behind the counter. The two of us walked towards the front entrance where she placed her jacket in one of the slots and unbeknownst to me had to pay some money.

Feeling a bit guilty I offered to pay but she was alright with it. What now clicks but didn’t click to me on the night was when her friend also came down with her. This would have been because she was uncomfortable dancing with our group by herself, her friend was her best comfort. As we were heading back to the dance floor Azalea’s friend wanted to get a drink and so Azalea went along with her.

They told me they would be on the dance floor soon after that and so they were with a big green drink which I thought was alcoholic. Walking back up to them I had a little talk as they drank but joining my little group once again that was the last time I really talked to Azalea for the night.

A Girl Who Wanted Attention

There was another girl on the dance floor that caught our attention mainly because we were dancing flirtatiously with others. I’m not sure who spotted this demon of the night first but the little devil girl was not afraid to rub her cleavage upon myself and Vedat as we once again set her up between us.

Having herself an easy access skirt on I placed my hands around her skirt and gently lifted to a certain degree along with our dancing up and down as if to signify sexual arousal. This girl had no problems signaling that she was easy and once we were finished dancing flirtatiously she stuck around for a bit but was then once again on her way to circle the floor. Binh jumped onto the stage first in our group and as Vedat also jumped up I felt the need to join them and feel as if my night was going to be ‘Out There’.

That was the best part of the night, feeling like I was being watched by the majority of the crowd and also feeling like I was doing a good job dancing up there. My shirt was still unbuttoned and I know that I was receiving a couple of looks from some girls on the floor below.

The Brunette Who Got Away

There were three particular girls that night that were together and I kept looking towards for fulfillment. If ever I was going to talk to someone for the night and be sincere about it instead of trying to get a root it would have either been with the blonde haired girl or the brunette. Both agreed to me as much as the blonde girl with curly hair that looked 22 years old and also like the chick from ‘Strip Tease’.

The gorgeous girl with long straight black hair was on my mind for the whole night as soon as I had seen her. The way she had danced along with her friends was just appealing to me and as she looked at least a year older than me she also looked in reach of me. For the whole night I was dancing behind her not having enough guts to turn and face her to dance alongside of her.

Nearing the end of the night when my legs started to buckle from the constant dancing I was going to turn to her and be sincere with my line of conversation. “I’ve been dancing with my back to you all night, would you mind if I turned around and danced with you for a while” would have been my line and in my heart it didn’t really sound like a pick up but true to the heart. However, although my mind almost permitted me to do this they scooted off before I could say anything and the moment was lost. Now I will forever be asking myself things like ‘What if’ and ‘Did she have a man’.

Blonde Versus Brunette

The blonde on the other hand was dazzling in her own right but even though I think that blondes stand out more than any other hair color she just didn’t seem to be on the same wave length as the brunette. Don’t get me wrong, I probably would have preferred to be with the blonde because she was fairly hot, attractive, skinny, nice size boobs and she was tall enough but even though she was all this she was fairly ordinary to what I had seen.

If you had seen her you would probably slap me for saying so but how much times have you heard me shower you with that description of a blonde that I have met before and liked, I rest my case. To be honesty I kind of wanted to speak to the blonde more at the end of the night and I was kind of up in the air about who I really wanted to tap on the shoulder but the brunette seemed much more of a safer bet.

My confidence was more with the brunette because I felt she would treat my come on with much more sincerity. The blonde looked appealing but it’s just something about her that told me she would be courteous but at the same time she would be too good for me to even be talking to her. Through the night they kept bumping into guys and I felt that the three of them either came with guys or were going out so that was more reason not to say anything to them.