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For several moments, all Kira could think about was not tripping and making an ass of herself. But Ginette was an expert dancer. She led Kira with confidence, and gradually Kira found herself relaxing somewhat and allowing her body to follow Ginette’s cues without overthinking it. Kira found herself shaking her head in amazement.
“See? Not so bad, is it?” Ginette smiled at her. With her in heels and Kira in running shoes, they were the same height.
“You don’t even need dance lessons, do you?”
Ginette shrugged. “There is always more to learn, and I enjoy it.”
“Is this where you usually meet your… friends?” Kira fumbled for the right term.
Ginette uttered a low chuckle. “You mean my employees? No. Armand is a friend, and I have always considered this place as a contingency, but this
