As the vase broke, I saw a flash in his eyes. I could tell how much it had meant for him. And I thought our little moment might be broken for good.
Then he eased up, like I've never seen before, even if we've only known one another for barely an hour. He was taking a big step in his life, and I was there to witness it, somehow.
I loved to tango as well, and as we glided across the floor I could feel our bodies connect. We were beyond the dance steps, just letting our bodies go along with one another's movements.
occ: would like to join this thread as a male escort in your service. If that is alright with eveybody?
My character would be a 26 year old unemeployed male that just can't hang on to a job because of his inability to deal with authority figures. Young, virile, handsome and goes by the name of Pete. Out of money and out of self-esteem he needs a job badly. Got one for me?