People started to filter out and the crowd thinned. I was talking with this one guy who told me that the way I danced that I should go on a cruise. He...said that the cruises were loaded with single women and they were always drawn to the guys who could dance. "There is more pussy to be had on those cruises then anywhere," he blurted out.He then gave me the name of a cruise line that he used. I had to think about it since I hadn't taken a cruise before. If what he said was true I would stock up. I stumbled a bit at first, but with my aunt's help, Iwas able to get it under control. The swinging of my hips took a littlegetting used to, and while I had never been an athlete, I was prettynimble on my feet.The real challenge was once she started to add layers of complexity --walking in taller heels. Then, walking in heels and a skirt. Followed bywalking in heels, a skirt, while carrying a purse. I felt ratherfoolish, and a bit emasculated as my aunt taught me how to sit like alady by. She raised a dark-gold eyebrow, smiled warmly and looked up at me, tapping my wrist with her folded fan as if she did not have my already-undivided and quickly erect attention. The top of her golden head came up to about my chin. The feather on her new hat brushed my cheek. I remember that dozens of small, bright buttons adorned her cuffs and collar. Her hair looked like spun gold, her long eyelashes were arched, ebony quills. She was like spring, full of young life and radiating sexual energy.. Long before the third step, one nipple was far more erect than the other was.Jenny could feel Sue's palms touch the hot skin of her hips and she released a small sigh. The front of her skirt rested on her stomach and her hips lay on the back. Her thighs quivered in excitement as Sue's thumbs rolled across the tops of them towards the pearl already peeking from the hood. As each thumb touched the clit from either side, Jenny's head rocked back and a low roar of warm breath flowed from her.