Kitten (yeah, right...)
Posted: 19 Jun 2015 07:57
This woman swore up and down to me that her name -- as in the name her parents gave her -- was Kitten. I found this highly unlikely at the time, and still do. ("Oh yeah, I totally lost my ID last week so I don't have any to show you to prove it.") On the other hand, she did have a tatoo of a kitten on her inner thigh pretty close to where the gates of Heaven open, so... maybe? Regardless, she's "Kitten" now in my memory.
We met at a dance club in Miami, where I was staying for two nights before flying to Key West to meet up with friends for a bachelor party weekend. (Not mine.) She looked very Miami: young Latina, dark hair and eyes, very curvy, wearing a dress that showed tons of skin everywhere. She did, oddly, have a kind of So-California Valley girl accent that was out of place, but it worked on her.
She asked me to dance some salsa, and when I explained I don't really dance salsa she said in a matter of fact voice, "Well then I guess you'll never know what I taste like," turned around and walked away. So I decided to follow her and lead her out to the dance floor. After about ten minutes she pulled me back off.
"You're not a very good salsa dancer," she said when we found a table. "You might be the shittiest salsa dancer I've ever seen."
"I know. I tried to tell you," I said.
"You kind of made an ass of yourself," she kept teasing me. "I can't believe you actually went out there. Why did you actually go out there?"
"I wanted to find out what you taste like."
She smiled and went to order us more tequila, and as she was walking away she say "You better tongue better than you dance."
Later, she told me that I do, by quite a lot.
Enjoy
We met at a dance club in Miami, where I was staying for two nights before flying to Key West to meet up with friends for a bachelor party weekend. (Not mine.) She looked very Miami: young Latina, dark hair and eyes, very curvy, wearing a dress that showed tons of skin everywhere. She did, oddly, have a kind of So-California Valley girl accent that was out of place, but it worked on her.
She asked me to dance some salsa, and when I explained I don't really dance salsa she said in a matter of fact voice, "Well then I guess you'll never know what I taste like," turned around and walked away. So I decided to follow her and lead her out to the dance floor. After about ten minutes she pulled me back off.
"You're not a very good salsa dancer," she said when we found a table. "You might be the shittiest salsa dancer I've ever seen."
"I know. I tried to tell you," I said.
"You kind of made an ass of yourself," she kept teasing me. "I can't believe you actually went out there. Why did you actually go out there?"
"I wanted to find out what you taste like."
She smiled and went to order us more tequila, and as she was walking away she say "You better tongue better than you dance."
Later, she told me that I do, by quite a lot.
Enjoy
