Well, along with my many other admirable abilities, I could also cut a rug. Emphases on could, for I now have a bum knee. My days of gliding across the dance floor are over. I come from a musical family, my father could plunk on the string instruments and play the violin. My sister followed in his steps where music is concerned. She can play the violin plus the piano, however, she now sticks mostly with the piano, some say she can sing, a bit, too. I suppose it's in the ear of the beholder.

Unfortunately, I could never play an instrument, however, I acquired a sense of rhythm. Fred Astaire would have envied my style on the dance floor. That's how good I was. When the women would see me enter the building they would line up behind the rope, waiting their turn.

Anyone on this forum from Ft, Wayne Indiana? Perhaps if there is, you recall a bar called the picker. It was a small country western bar featuring music every night. I was assigned to the, Ft, Wayne, area for many months, and I would often frequent the bar. If one was a good dancer it wasn't difficult to find a female companion, and of course if one became a regular there, it was all the better.

One night about half a dozen women got into a catfight brawl because one of them tried to buck the line instead of waiting her turn to glid with me.

Most guys aren't good dancers, and truth be told, the only reason they attempt it is to keep their women happy. The foremost important aspect of dancing is the type of music being played. I've been in dance halls where many are dancing, but the music just doesn't have it.

Still, I would be less than honest, for I strive to always be honest and truthful. Therefore, I have to admit to stepping on a few toes. However, it was always my partner's fault; she got her feet in the way. However, being a good dancer is, of course, having a good dancing partner. I've had the displeasure of dancing with partners so rigid, I thought I was dancing with a fence post.

Then again, I've had partners so fluid in movement it felt as though, I was dancing with myself. Watching others dance is often a hoot. I'm reminded of elementary school kids first learning the basics. There is so much space between 'em one would think they are afraid of being contaminated by the other.

However, I'm of the opinion, that to dance well is to have really close contact with one's partner, suck 'em in tight. Belly to belly, the tighter the better. Being in that position also makes it easier for the woman to follow the guy's lead. It has other advantages also. Well, that's it. I can't think of anything else to pass on. If anyone else has a bit of insight, do pass it on.

Oh, yeah! What da ya look like from the neck up? However, I've never been much concerned with the face, as long as it's average. It's confirmation that I look for. Skinny doesn't do it for me. In fact, I'd rather have a woman a bit chubby, rather than too thin.

I'm an expert on all things, where women are concerned. I know more about 'em than they know about themselves. I notice everything about them, from those with a hand fetish, to how they walk. I notice the beauty that others usually miss, take, for instance, the woman that doesn't have a great deal of physical beauty, yet to me she's beautiful, for she doesn't miss a detail, how best to highlight and display those assets she does possess.

I think about the nuances that go into being women. I think about what they're thinking down to the smallest detail. Women, in my opinion, are an art form that I never tire of judging. Beautiful horses too.

Well, along with my many other admirable abilities, I could also cut a rug. Emphases on could, for I now have a bum knee. My days of gliding across the dance floor are over. I come from a musical family, my father could plunk on the string instruments and play the violin. My sister followed in his steps where music is concerned. She can play the violin plus the piano, however, she now sticks mostly with the piano, some say she can sing, a bit, too. I suppose it's in the ear of the beholder.

Unfortunately, I could never play an instrument, however, I acquired a sense of rhythm. Fred Astaire would have envied my style on the dance floor. That's how good I was. When the women would see me enter the building they would line up behind the rope, waiting their turn.

Anyone on this forum from Ft, Wayne Indiana? Perhaps if there is, you recall a bar called the picker. It was a small country western bar featuring music every night. I was assigned to the, Ft, Wayne, area for many months, and I would often frequent the bar. If one was a good dancer, it wasn't difficult to find a female companion, and, of course, if one became a regular there, it was all the better.

One night about half a dozen women got into a catfight brawl because one of them tried to buck the line instead of waiting her turn to glide with me.

Most guys aren't good dancers, and truth be told, the only reason they attempt it is to keep their women happy. The foremost important aspect of dancing is the type of music being played. I've been in dance halls where many are dancing, but the music just doesn't have it.

I would be less than honest, for I strive to always be honest and truthful. Therefore, I have to admit to stepping on a few toes. However, it was always my partner's fault; she got her feet in the way. Still, being a good dancer is, of course, having a good dancing partner. I've had the displeasure of dancing with partners so rigid, I thought I was dancing with a fence post.

Then again, I've had partners so fluid in movement it felt as though, I was dancing with myself. Watching others dance is often a hoot. I'm reminded of elementary school kids first learning the basics. There is so much space between 'em one would think they are afraid of being contaminated by the other.

However, I'm of the opinion, that to dance well is to have really close contact with one's partner, suck 'em in tight. Belly to belly, the tighter the better. Being in that position also makes it easier for the woman to follow the guy's lead. It has other advantages also. Well, that's it. I can't think of anything else to pass on. If anyone else has a bit of insight, do pass it on.