Pleasure Seeker

I'm not sure why I failed to mention my birthday gift from The Staff Sergeant back in January. After all, I was thrilled and excited as the time to experience it approached. Upon request he signed me up for a six week course of Pole Dance Fitness. The classes began last week, but if you've been keeping up, you'll know that the only thing I was trying to master last Wednesday was the flu. Tonight was my first class and I love, love, LOVED it! It was so much fun spinning and twirling and trying to look graceful. It reminded me of hours spent hanging and dangling from playground monkey bars, only slightly more seductive...or an attempt to be such.

And now I really want one for my apartment [or his] and to be able to effortlessly flip and tumble upside down and around the pole. Like most things requiring great patience and effort, I already want to be a pro...I mean, not a professional dancer per se, but good at the skill.