But I enjoy my dancing; it makes me feel strong, sexy, desirable. And I tend to get lost in my own little world. So when the music switched and Mag an... I decided to take a break, I wasn’t expecting those hazel eyes to be turned on me, watching me as I headed back to the table. Once I was seated, Jack leaned toward me, speaking above the music so I could hear him. “Where’d you learn to dance like that?” he asked. I shrugged a little, picking up my drink to sip on it. “Picked it up naturally,” I. If I'd had my druthers I would have stretched out on my back in front of him and had him massage every inch of me, but at least this was a start. As he massaged the lotion into my shoulders he asked "So do you do this often, yourself?" Oh a bit. I prefer to come here on fall days like today when there isn't a lot of people. I can get naked and relax and I don't have to worry about attracting too much attention." I said lying through my teeth."Yeah, that's understandable." Bo said, slowly. She was short, very short, although she seemed to be nearly as old as the other in the group. According to her skill sheet she barely needed work in some arena skills, but was otherwise overqualified for his group. Neil flipped her card and checked her previous instructors and noted that she'd had Gavin every year, which was remarkable. Gavin was, without question, the most demanding instructor in the Western division. He was also the best and Jennifer's history with Gavin could only mean that. Claus! We should enter, it’ll be fun. Call us back!’ So much for my plans, I thought as I called them back. We made plans to meet at my place, and I started looking for something to wear. Not finding anything, I took a run to the store. There I found the sexiest Mrs. Claus outfit ever. The skirt was red velvet and was trimmed with white fuzz, ending just above mid thigh and the tank was spandex. A Santa hat and high heeled boots completed the outfit. Looking in the mirror, I smiled, knowing.