Roxanne
“And one, two, three…turn and dip, lift her up, put her down, hands on face and…almost perfect.” The dance instructor, Alfred sighed. “Daxon, what’s going on?”
“I’m too tall for this!” He exclaimed. “I am not a graceful man!”
“They say dancing translates your talents in the bedroom! You are showing Roxanne you will struggle there too.”
“Believe me, he does not struggle there,” I grinned. “Let’s just do it one more time.”
We went through our first dance routine again. Daxon nailed it this time. I think when his abilities in the bedroom were questioned he felt he had something to prove.
“Ah yes! That is what I am talking about!” Alfred clapped. “That is how you debut as a couple! My loins are overjoyed.”
“I know the feeling,” Daxon pressed against me. “Two more f*****g days.”
