A Dancer s Story
Movement has been my life. Even as a young boy, all I wanted to do was to jump around, to leap, to express myself with my body. So it was natural that my parents enrolled me for dance lessons. I was one of few boys among a lot of girls. And as I matured, my rarity became even more pronounced. I was straight, in a calling that attracts many gay men. Sort of an ugly duckling I suppose. It’s just that I like women’s bodies, their curves, and the flirtatious way they interact with men. I...
Exhibitionism