Journal 77
Thursday - 11-11-10
To all of the United States' Servicemen and Servicewomen, as well as their families and loved ones -- those who have gone before, those still serving, those who will serve, and to all who have given the ultimate sacrifice of their lives -- I send my gratitude on this Veterans' Day. Your service is never forgotten.
"We sleep safely at night because rough men stand ready to visit violence on those who would harm us."
(-Commonly attributed to George Orwell, but that appears to be incorrect. He wrote something similar this this, but not the exact phrase. Either way -- very true.)
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Met with Danny, and off we went to the studio.
Dasha was there, getting worked on by some guy whose job it appeared to be to help her become more bendy. Screams and cries of pain are disturbing in any language. She wound up stuffing a sweatshirt into her own mouth to stifle the cries at some points. = O_o = … And yet, I could probably use the same. So I should make a point to ask how much sessions cost…
Vitaly was on time. Hooray.
Good lesson -- STARTED JIVE!!!
Might get to do the Moonwalk… !!!!!!!
Normally, it's guys that get to do this kind of thing. Fancy footwork, etc.
Vitaly was messing around, and started doing the moonwalk -- then I guess he seriously wanted to give it to Roma. I don't know if Roma knew how to do it -- I just started doing it absentmindedly.
You see, since my normal shoes broke (the ones with the 3 inch heels), I've been using practice shoes, with a 1.5 inch heel. This is a normal heel height for guys.
So, moonwalking was no problem.
Vitaly looked up, and saw me doing this, and was speechless for a moment. He started to laugh, "I was gonna give it to you, but *she* is doing it!!! … Wait a minute… … *None* of the other girls have anything like this…"
And thus, Vitaly let it be known that he was serious -- he wants ME to do the Moonwalk in our jive.
It will be awesome if I can do it -- told him to wait until I get my real shoes back on Monday, and then we will see. Unfortunately, my real shoes may have too high of a heel for it to look good. (E.g. - there won't be enough difference between my heels being "up" or "down," to really show the true "moonwalk" action.)
*****
"Favorite Position" -- I think we started talking about sex before I even had any idea it was happening. = o///o = Good Lord.
See, we have a pose in our Jive, where my weight is split between my legs, which are little more than shoulder width apart, and I'm bent over at the waist a little -- basically, I'm a counter-weight for my partner, who is squatted in front of me. So the image is, I'm "up" and he's "down."
Well, as Vitaly was figuring out the pose, and showing Roma what to do, Roma, with more mischievousness than I knew he had in him, pipes up from behind Vitaly, "That's her favorite position!"
A "look" crosses Vitaly's face - something of "surprise," and, "Oh, *really*?"
In a rare moment of purity for myself, or maybe I was just focused, and I look at Roma and say, "What are you talking about?? I don't have a single pose that looks like this!"
"So then what *is* your favorite position?"
I was starting to see the light. Trying to deflect, I countered, "Maybe it's just *Roma's* favorite position."
But it was no use. They were full-on into being boys about the whole thing, both looking at me with some of the naughtiest smiles you could ask for, and I just covered my mouth, and looked between them, laughing, with my cheeks probably being red as could be. This only served to make them laugh more.
Vitaly eventually took pity on me, I guess, and laughing said, "It's a fact of life..." (Confirmation we were definitely talking about sex, not dance.) Then grabbed my hand and moved on with the lesson.
=@_@ = Whew.
*****
"Why do you always spin this way?"
"Why won't you hold my hand?!?! Am I not so pretty for you?? … Enough -- pretty *enough*"
"It's hard to joke in a foreign language!!!!!"
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