Season 1: Episode 3; The Stumbling Block...

(She took it to a whole new level when...)she started behaving like I was the only thing that made her smile wickedly like she did often whenever I was around. It's not like am funny looking or a comedian of some sort.

Okay, that is as far as I know, especially to people we ain't that close.

But her, she was a special obnoxious type and nothing about what she did made sense to me. She took her utmost pleasure and time to mock me thoroughly.

She would arrive at the Salsa venue looking rather gloomy and bored but as soon as I caught her attention, she would suddenly wear a witchy look that made me freak out from the inside. It was more like that part of a horror movie where a pretty, innocent looking lass with a breathtaking smile suddenly changes to the monster she disguisedly is.

Oh yeah, she freaked me out.

Just so you may know, nothing freaks out a man like the fear of being humiliated publicly. Especially when, you know, you can do nothing about it. It's like dying slowly and helplessly amid grievous pain, only God can help you.

On this particular day, she was dressed to kill. And when I said on Episode 2 that she was pretty, I meant it. Every piece of linen she wore was specially tailored for that body section it covered. She wore a crop top on her upper section but that teasingly exposed her cleavage in a suggestive manner. Her waist was a little exposed and you could clearly see her navel. Her lean stomach and absence of love handles definitely suggested that she visited the gym often.

Oops, I almost forgot to mention her tight miniskirt (honestly, I can’t forget). It was decently adjusted so that it was sparingly above the knees. Thus exposing brown seductive thighs that with most creative minds that almost every man has, one could generate a complete picture of how she looked in her birthday clothing.

That's too much, yeah? But that's what I saw. Moreover, she had curvy hips too.

Long story short, her appearance was exactly like the girl of every man's dreams.

Sadly, and for a fact, grandma told me not all that glitters is gold and sometimes gold doesn't glitter much either. Just as she perfectly fitted in her clothes, she perfectly fitted in the meaning of this saying as well, connotatively.

Her character was exactly like that of the girl in every man's nightmares, if she exists.

She started her ritual, hugging everyone on the sidewalls, gently and happily. Unfortunately, I had secured a spot on the sidewall too. Sadly, because my only dance partner was busy with someone else on the dance floor.

Worse, the remaining were only "leads" like me.

I had no choice but to man up for what I already divined would happen. The timer countdown was closing with every step she took towards my position (like a time bomb), as she gave her breathtaking greetings.

You would argue, hey friend, you should have kept yourself busy with something else, like dancing alone, switching position or even walking out?

Hell yeah, I would have done that, but only if it were possible. Let me break it down for you.

• I would have danced alone, but you forgot I was a beginner and apart from mumbling and smiling hysterically while at it, there was nothing more I could do alone on the floor. So attempting to dance alone on the floor would have been twice ridiculously embarrassing than what was about to happen.
• Switching position… that came to my mind too. Nevertheless, all sidewalls were crowded and I was even lucky to secure a space to lean my tiring back and unfortunate ass, if that makes sense...
• What of walking out… Mmh, there was this strict policy that was frequently emphasized: after walking in, never walk out unless you have a valid legitimate reason to or rather if it's time to do so. 

That was tough, but it helped minimize unnecessary movements.

To make it work the Salsa management had a strict-by-the-rule bouncer who stood stoic by the door like a terminator.
However, this time instructed and policy engineered to only let in and not out unless you were good at convincing. Moreover, I lacked that and the guts approach the maniac too.

Besides, there was a lot to learn and a lot to see on the floor. You didn't wanna miss a show.

So you thought I had other options. Hmm, I don't think so. And tic was the timer drawing to a stop as she stood right beside me. Then, toc! Right in front of me....(To be continued)