Confession on the Dance Floor

My dear Cherry, she thought that she might look cool with a green head band on the dance floor. I couldn’t really figure out what had made her think so but she seriously tried hard. That was the third hour of dance of Cherry on a rainy Tuesday night. We have come a long way and we have gone too far. We finally went to Pinklao Club after the dance at Club Sukhumvit 23. At the end of confusing dance steps on the first launch of “Every time we touch”, we made an attempt of a coin flip for making decision that we would go or no. We couldn’t find a coin and we use my OralB box to flip instead. There it went! We made our clumsy way and learnt the hard way going to Pinklao branch where it was 30 kilometers away from Sukhumvit Club. We got there late but we were perfectly “all right” as Christina Aguilera said in “Ain’t no other man”. Cherry put on her green head band and made her sexy dance post. Stunning! I couldn’t help myself laughing as I saw her fine flimsy hair forced upward by the green head band. She threw her head left and right as the dance steps took her to the top. Yes! Her fine hair couldn’t stay a place but even fussier. The green head band on a pale white face, no blush because of no blood, she was somewhere near fainting or dying I couldn’t tell.

Stop it, my dear, before I pee my pants!

Seriously enough, and again, Cherry was in my car. We were driving to Siam Paragon Club and it would be my third class of the day – just to dance Ain’t No Other Man! I was on the phone with a friend and the talk was quite serious so it took sometime. Cherry couldn’t stand being left alone as she pulled her iPod from her tote. I took a glance but my telephone conversation was not done yet. It was alright but I knew I should have hung up the phone because my Cherry was getting nervous. Why? Simple enough. She was going to dance!

I hung up the phone and looked at the front because I should as a driver. With my left eye, I saw her move. I had to turn my face to look at her. On her iPod, it showed “Ain’t no other man” media art and Cherry shook her right shoulder at the front and back.

“Tell your mother, your brother, your sister, and your friend. And the others, your lovers, better not be present tense. Cause I want everyone to know that you are mine and no one else's!

Ain’t No Other Man But Y…y….you!”

I didn’t realize that I began shaking my right shoulder too.

Oh my God! We are really insane!

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