The Dance

The quiet girl at work trusts me enough to tell me how her live in boyfriend is not satisfying her...needs. Flattering. I'd take it as a signal, but I'm twice her age. Nonetheless, she's quite legal and tells me how she has an urge to dance. I think she wants to dance with me. Perhaps if she knew how I liked to dance she wouldn't be flirting with me.

It does take two to tango they say.