?ROSES AND THORNS?

????? THE SALLE WAS FILLED WITH PEOPLE, YET SILENT AS THE THIRTEEN POLE DANCERS GYRATED TO THE SLOW SEDUCTIVE MUSIC, THEIR HIPS THRUSTING OUT WITH THE MOVEMENT OF THEIR LEGS AS THEY SLID IN AN UPWARD-DOWNWARD MOTION AROUND THE IRON POLES. THEIR HEAD THROWN BACK AS THEY ARCHED THEIR BACKS TO REVEAL THE HIGH SWELL OF THEIR CLAD BREASTS, ENTERTAINING AND AROUSING THEIR MALE SPECTATORS WHOSE EYES AND MOUTH WERE WIDENED WITH EXCITEMENT. AMONGST THEM, ONE IN PARTICULAR STOOD OUT. IT WAS NOT BECAUSE SHE WAS BEAUTIFUL OR SLOW OR UNCALCULATING, DANCING SWEETLY WITH STOLID UNSURE MOVES. BUT, IT WAS BECAUSE SHE LOOKED...INNOCENT, A LITTLE LOST. A RARE WORD TO USE FOR A POLE DANCER. BUT, SHE DID LOOK IT. CALLOW, PURE...INNOCENT. HER HAIR, HER REAL HAIR WAS PARTED IN THE MIDDLE AND LEFT TO FALL, FRAMING HER OVAL FACE. THEIR DOUBLE COLOR ACCENTUATED HER EYES, DARK BROWN, LIKE HOT COCOA, LARGE AND BECKONING, CALLING OUT BETTER THAN HER SLENDER FIGURE. HER SMALL BABY PINK LIPS WERE FULL, SET IN A SEDUCTIVE POUT THAT LIFTED HER POINTED NOSE, GIVING A DEFINITE TILT TO HER HEAD AND EMPHASISING HER LONG GRACEFUL NECK. SHE MOVED AROUND THE POLE, SLOWLY, INDIFFERENTLY, GIVING HER AUDIENCE A SUSPENSE BOUND THRILL. LOTS OF EYES WATCHED HER, INTERESTED, FASCINATED, ENSNARED. AT THE VERY END OF THE ROOM, IN THE SHADOWS, A PAIR OF BLACK EYES WATCHED HER MOST. THEY BELONGED TO A TALL HANDSOME MAN WHOSE CUTE UNEVEN LIPS WAS SLIGHTLY CURVED IN AN ADMIRING SMILE. HE LIFTED HIS GLASS OF SCOTCH TO HIS LIPS, TAKING A DRAM IN AN ATTEMPT TO QUENCH A FIRE, BELOW, BURNING INCANDESCENTLY IN HIS LOINS. A FIRE HE KNEW RATHER ALL TOO WELL. HE WATCH HER TWIST AROUND THE POLE, DROPPING LOWER AND GLIDING UP AGAIN, DRAWING ATTENTION TO HER TINY WAIST. SHE LOOKED SLENDER, HER BODY, COMPACT. BUT, HE WAS WELL VERSED IN WOMEN. HE KNEW, JUST KNEW THAT THERE WAS A LOT MORE TO THOSE CURVES, PEEKING THROUGH THE SHORT GREEN GOWN SHE WORE. HE FOLLOWED HER MOVES WITH HIS EYES, INGRAINING THE GENTLE MOTION OF HER BODY IN HIS MEMORY BOX. SHE WAS EITHER NEW TO THIS OR SHE HADN'T HAD A LOT OF PRACTICE. SHE WENT LOWER, CURVING HER KNEES, ARCHING HER BACK, RUNNING HER HANDS DOWN HER BODY FROM NECK TO STOMACH. THE EROTIC CARESS HAD HIM GROANING, HIS BODY TIGHTENING WITH NEED. HE WANTED HER, THAT ONE. AND, HE'LL GET HER.