Theia spun around the pole once, her body undulating with the music. She slid her other hand along the front of her body. Then she hooked a leg around the pole and things really began. The way she moved transfixed me. How she spun around the pole with such elegance. The way she contorted her body, drawing attention to its curves and edges. There was a certain confidence to her like she knew everyone’s eyes were on her. I couldn’t look away to check, not wanting to miss a single second.
