Sometimes I wish I could disappear to a far away land. A place where the noise is low and I am free to be me. Free to express my sensuality and erotic side, with out hoots, hollers or judgement. I so wish to be free from the distractions of this world. I would escape into my destiny... ecstasy.
A Private Dancer would be my title. I would be equipped with a Geisha's class, a beautiful Brazilian woman's ass, and enough grace to shut down the whole place. People would come from miles and miles to see the outer expression of my inner thoughts. From head to toe I would command attention. Those watching would think that this feature is too good to be true.
My hair would be long and flowing, accenting my almond shaped eyes, delicate nose, and pouty lips. My light caramel skiln would be adorned with a belly dancers tassels and skirt. As I slowly gyrate my body to the soft bongo and harp the crowd will grow amazed at my skill...
Dissection:
I awake from this dream before it is even finished. That happens to me all the time. Right when it starts to get good, I snap out of it! It has always been a sexual fantasy of mine to "privately dance" for someone worthy of such. Hum...hum... Not to mention I absolutely LOVE Tina Turner's song, Private Dancer. Check out the lyrics below.
A Private Dancer would be my title. I would be equipped with a Geisha's class, a beautiful Brazilian woman's ass, and enough grace to shut down the whole place. People would come from miles and miles to see the outer expression of my inner thoughts. From head to toe I would command attention. Those watching would think that this feature is too good to be true.
My hair would be long and flowing, accenting my almond shaped eyes, delicate nose, and pouty lips. My light caramel skiln would be adorned with a belly dancers tassels and skirt. As I slowly gyrate my body to the soft bongo and harp the crowd will grow amazed at my skill...
Dissection:
I awake from this dream before it is even finished. That happens to me all the time. Right when it starts to get good, I snap out of it! It has always been a sexual fantasy of mine to "privately dance" for someone worthy of such. Hum...hum... Not to mention I absolutely LOVE Tina Turner's song, Private Dancer. Check out the lyrics below.
Well the men come in these places
And the men are all the same
You don't look at their faces
And you don't ask their names
You don't think of them as human
You don't think of them at all
You keep your mind on the money
Keeping your eyes on the wall
Chorus
I'm your private dancer
A dancer for money
Ill do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer
A dancer money
Any old music will do
I wanna make a million dollars
I wanna live out by the sea
Have a husband and some children
Yeah I guess I want a family
All the men come in these places
And the men are all the same
You don't look at their faces
And you don't ask their names
Repeat chorus twice
Deutschmarks or dollars
American express will nicely thank you
Let me loosen up your collar
Tell me do you wanna see me do the shimmy again
Repeat chorus
And the men are all the same
You don't look at their faces
And you don't ask their names
You don't think of them as human
You don't think of them at all
You keep your mind on the money
Keeping your eyes on the wall
Chorus
I'm your private dancer
A dancer for money
Ill do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer
A dancer money
Any old music will do
I wanna make a million dollars
I wanna live out by the sea
Have a husband and some children
Yeah I guess I want a family
All the men come in these places
And the men are all the same
You don't look at their faces
And you don't ask their names
Repeat chorus twice
Deutschmarks or dollars
American express will nicely thank you
Let me loosen up your collar
Tell me do you wanna see me do the shimmy again
Repeat chorus
The End.
~aprivatedancerhumph!~
~aprivatedancerhumph!~
1 comment:
I'll be your private dancer...dancin' for money....I've been to ecstacy before...It's amazing to have all eyes on you...to feel beautiful, sensual and sexual.......
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