Pole-ing experience

I have taken up pole-dancing recently. Now, I would appreciate it if you close that fly trap of yours. I might be ungracefully stumbling around the pole to the wrong beats of the song, but at least I have tried. Have you???? (Even you males are not forgiven, as guys' pole dancing is increasingly becoming common.)


In order to work towards the day when I can laugh confidently into your shocked face when you learn that I can (a really subjective word) pole-dance, I decided to sign up for an extra practice today. Unlike the usual sessions which are held in a gym, this session is held at a club. This is a normal practice, as clubs usually do not need their compounds till dark, making them ideal and cheap locations.

When I first walked into the room, it felt like I had entered a strip club. The lighting was sleazy, which didn't help. The first person I saw was a lady in black netted cropped top and undies to match. Across the room, a gal in black undies with white long sleeves was stretching lazily while doing a split. Another girl was hanging upside down from the pole. Hang on, was that a girl sprawled on the floor with her back arched? A glimpse of a girl in mini shorts, strutting out of the toilet with a top that looked like it had been ripped apart confirmed my fear. The entire entourage of the dance school teachers had turned up to teach me.


*Gulp*


Turned out that I had stumbled into a class filled with level 6 students. I am, for your information, in level 1. These girls do not spin around poles. That is TOOO elementary. They hang from them. Fortunately for me, there was a level 3 student, allowing us to pair up on one pole. A nightmare it would be if I had to endure the lesson with a level 6 student laughing at my antics while hanging like a bat from her feet.


I have to admit that after the initial nerves and impulse to walk out, I actually enjoyed myself. The strippers stripped my wrong perception, showing that they are really a warm bunch. Looking at them do their thing was like looking at a scene from an adolescent boy's mind. Freak, I think it actually beats that. I doubt even a 15 yr old boy can imagine some of the moves these girls did. For (vivid) example, imagine a girl with 6 abs hanging from a chin-up bar. Now, rotate the picture 90 degrees, so that the bar is now the pole. Gravity-defying.

Speaking of abs, did I mention that most of them have abs, sexy long legs, overfilling breasts, and killer biceps? And they have no qualms about showing these off. In front of me in my decent shorts (which many frenz had commented was too short) and decent t-shirt. At least I had my corporate high heels. (while they tottered around in killer stilettos = ( )


All right, I better stop, before some idiot gets hard/ hard up. Today has humbled me by tons. I will hang myself one day. Oh yes, I will=)