Ask Lady Joan

When I was in my mid 20′s and disco was still going strong, I use to go to a few clubs on the airport strip. If I was in the mood to get picked up, I had a dress, that guaranteed me getting picked up. My mom called it the 300 dollar slit dress. It had a slit up the side almost all the way up to the cheek of my ass, a slit down the front, to just below my cleavage and a slit in the back to match. It was a awesome bright turquoise with a sandy swirl and green up one side.

This one night I went to the bar and when I got on the dance floor, just like you see in the movies, my eyes met with this guy and everyone seemed to disappear and we were pulled together. We hardly spoke and I remember saying after about five minutes. Your place or mine. The energy was something I never felt before nor have I again. We went back to my place and humped like rabbits all night long. It was incredible sex and the orgasms… well mind boggling.

We met a week later at the same dance club and went back to my place, but it was not the same , and both of us knew it. Some things should just be left alone and never revisited. But the memory of the week before , I will never forget.

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