OK... so I am so wholesome so don't get mad at me for this... I know this dude. No really, I do know him... can't remember his name but thats by choice.... I see him often at the club where I spit. Whenever he and I are there at the same time we dance together...its like exclusive dancefloor shit. Or he will just not dance. We are the firsts ON the dance floor and the LAST off. Its the best I promise. We have soooooooo much fun. If the music stopped we'd still dance. We just have this awesome chemistry...alas.. HE is MARRIED. OK cool. This is cool. I mean we just dance nothing serious but... got deeum there is a connection. No numbers exchanged. We don't sit near each other or hang on each other whilst there. We do however have these awesome converstaions. Now... I haven't been to this spot due to weather he hasn't been out for months cause he just had a new son. And quite frankly, for the most part he has been out of site out of mind. Ladies he is FINE! Smart, sexy, gentleman...all of it. But married. Did I mention I am so cool with that. I see him like last night for the first time in like 3 months. He's been laying low connecting with his son. BEAUTIFUL and RIGHTEOUS. Break time comes... I kinda mingle, i don't wanna look to anxious to dance with him. I see him getting up and we walk into each other... "Where you going?" i say "Man I was lookin for you...lets do this" he say We dance... the whole night dancing.... first ones on the floor. We doin the two step to songs we don't even like cause we don't wanna stop dancing... aiight...We grind during the reggae portion... I mean he grabbing my hips I'm like oh snap... we getting touchy feely (THAT DAMN REGGAE MAN!!!). I don't remember dancing that close before. Last on the dance floor yet again... I mean... We even stood out there waiting to see if the DJ was done... and that was it. We hugged and shit... talked a lil while (ON THE DANCEFLOOR) and just went about our ways. See I know why I never ask for his name. Now usually I don't really think of him too much ... i mean... he is married. But I don't need to give this man a name... it would be too easy.... I guess. I go home~thinkin bout him~I go to sleep~thinkin bout him~I go to bed~thinkin bout him~I wake up~as yah can see~thinkin bout him. WHY??? Is it because I am celibate and just more vulnerable? Did we connect more last nightdancing? Am I making too much of it. I need a got damn diversion up in dis beeeoootch! Feedback please!