As she looked at me.

I´m back.

Only we watched a striptease show, but nothing more.

So I decided to post my dance's presentation that was yesterday.

Everything went really good, people loved our execution and my partner was happy.

She was looking at him as she looked at me.

A bit of innocence in her lustful eyes while her body was perfectly synchronized with him, and her look said: "I trust you".

I can not affirm she was falling in love with him, although I can affirm she never looked at me as a special person.

When I realized that, my body started to shake.

I had to take a break, stabilize myself and go back to the room.

I was able to dance, and I did it pretty well.

After the presentation, I had a little conversation with Fanny and felt she more cozy with me and, even, I could say she wanted to talk, but was it a real conclusion?

I meant nothing but a partner for her, could I say that she forgot our accident and decided to heal our friendship again?

Fortunately, Noemi, my new partner, supported me, she made me laugh, and was there with me that day.

More than a normal friend would be, but I don't want to think that she feels something for me, I might be wrong, and I can't deal with another lost friendship.

I like to be near her, I hope she likes it too.

I won't fuck this up, I won't do anything stupid to mess up this.

So that is my melodramatic story of today.

Thanks for all your feedback and I appreciate the supportive comments you have written me.

I' ll be in touch with you, and if you want me to explain something, I'll be glad to do it.

Thanks for reading.

As she looked at me.

I´m back.

I'm aware I said I would bring an interesting story about my last drunkenness, but there wasn't a remarkable situation for writing.

Only we watched a striptease show, but nothing more.

So I decided to post my dance's presentation that was yesterday.

Everything went really good, people loved our execution and my partner was happy.

Perhaps, before we presented our show, all of us practiced the choreography.

I felt really comfortable with my ability and didn't practice, so I went for a cigarette.

If you had read my latest posts, you would remember she and I had feelings for each other, but I ruined that.

The way of her hips and her blonde hair begged me to watch them dancing.

Even I was extremely focused in her moves and was enjoying the view of her sinful body, I regretted it sooner than later.

She was looking at him, but not like a strange guy, not like a white knight who was going to save her.

She was looking at him as she looked at me.

A bit of innocence in her lustful eyes while her body was perfectly synchronized with him, and her look said: "I trust you".

When I realized that, my body started to shake.

I had to take a break, stabilize myself and go back to the room.

Even I could deal with that, my self-confidence dropped.

I was able to dance, and I did it pretty well.

After the presentation, I had a little conversation with Fanny and felt she more cozy with me and, even, I could say she wanted to talk, but was it a real conclusion?

I meant nothing but a partner for her, could I say that she forgot our accident and decided to heal our friendship again?

That she wanted more than just a friendship?

Fortunately, Noemi, my new partner, supported me, she made me laugh, and was there with me that day.

More than a normal friend would be, but I don't want to think that she feels something for me, I might be wrong, and I can't deal with another lost friendship.

I like to be near her, I hope she likes it too.

I won't fuck this up, I won't do anything stupid to mess up this.

So that is my melodramatic story of today.

I' ll be in touch with you, and if you want me to explain something, I'll be glad to do it.

Thanks for reading.