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A Player is Born
Later, when the moves become more and more complex, more and more intricate, and more and more sensual, the beginner becomes better and better. The sincere look of innocence on their faces begins to change.
Like a hunter stalking their prey, they’ve met the challenge, and accomplished the task. They then start “getting good”, and the hunter naturally starts to arise from within. Pretty soon women can't wait to dance with them. They're standing in line, anxiously anticipating that fabulous lead. One by one, they take these women to Fantasyland. One by one, they’re entranced by the female race. One by one, they take them home. Breaking lovely, innocent hearts
The Stories I've Heard...
I've listened to their stories, time and time again. One by one... they love, laugh, experience the most incredible, most amazing, beautiful love they've ever felt in their lives. "This is it, it can't get any better than this… this is the ONE." Then suddenly, before they realize, they hurt, cry, and feel like dying.
It's over.
What Makes Them Do It?
Prestige, power, confidence, and sometimes stardom. Women love it - especially on the dance floor. When they're being led by a man who has a powerful and technically perfect lead, they feel protected and subservient to it. When they're dancing with a dancer in the Limelight, or with a popular instructor, women go crazy. I believe it's the inherent "follow" in the dance, where the subservience comes out of the strongest of women automatically and naturally.
Even the Most Level-Headed Women Will Fall...
His lead is what captivates her. He allows her to experience a fantasy of pleasure, elegance, and even royalty. Her man becomes her prince; her knight in shining armor, taking her away to a land where there are no worries, and no pain. He takes her...
There is nothing more sensual to a strong woman, than a powerful lead. There is nothing more exciting to a strong woman, than a powerful man. Strong, confident women find themselves captivated by this male, and can't for the life of them figure out why. If they met this man on a street corner, or at their office, they wouldn't give him a second look. But that night on the dance floor, it's a completely different story.
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