<shudders at Jack Daw>
Alas, years ago it was that I & two friends journeyed to the reaches of southern Wisconsin from humble Indiana (about two hours...) to partake in the joy known as Bristol.
After a long day we stopped at one of the taverns for a rest before beginning our drive back. I was a bit cranky that bellydancers were performing instead of some Celtic-type troupe. Silly me. Two dancers were unexceptional though attractive. The third..! Oh my- olive skin, black hair, dark eyes (no kohl) and movements to astound. I was mesmerized by the belly of the bellydancer!
It was a Sunday and there is/was always a drum jam at the end of the weekend. The bellydancers duly appeared and I stood in awe (and some lust).
Sigh... Long gone...
Originally Posted by Finn
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I also see you fellows know how to properly tip the Belly Dancer. A lot of Americans seem to think you stick it in her belt.
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