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Her Prince
Think about it. Most of these women are at their jobs all day, in the seat of power. At dance clubs, they find themselves being lead by a man, waiting for his next move. It's the only way this dance will work - if she cooperates and falls subservient to his lead. She wants to be good at it - it's a new challenge for her. She's been so good at everything else she's ever done. She'll do whatever it takes to get good - anything, even if it means submitting herself to him. She must do it. She has no choice. In a way it's a turn on. In a way, it's the way the human race used to be. In a way, it feels appropriate, until the night is over, and reality hits. He leaves the club and goes his way, she hers. All she remembers is his amazing lead, and how she felt in his arms. She doesn't even know his name. All she knows was that he was her Knight that evening. Her Prince.
I'm not kidding, the guy could be flat broke, uglier than sin, no car, and just barely making a living, but if he's a great dancer, do you think women really care? It's HIS LEAD that gives her the drug-like fix she craves. It's HIS LEAD that makes her feel like a million dollars on the dance floor. It's HIS LEAD that makes her look good out there... it's HIS LEAD that puts her into a powerful dip, where she must succumb to his powerful, masculine self.
She sees him again the next time. She does whatever it takes to be with/near him. She'll ask if he gives lessons, she'll drive him places, buy dinner for him, care for him, love him, pamper him, lie to her family, call in sick at work, leave or switch her job to spend more time with him,
and oh... he'll just appreciate it so much...
The ultimate Player will love the fact that she takes care of him, gives him money, and all of her time. He makes her feel like a woman, both on and off the dance floor. She has something that he may want. Whether it be sex, money, or an opportunity he needs. The hidden agenda is there. He gives her love like she's never experienced before. He calls her "mami", and she calls him "papi". They appear to be "together" - except when he's unleashed at a club, alone, by himself, as she stays at home, all alone waiting for him.
Her Undying Faith to Him...
By now the relationship is established. They've met, mingled, and turned it into something more than just the dance. She'll do anything to please him, while the more he gets short with her. This turns her on, in a way she had never believed would be possible. She gets caught up in "him", and will even stay at home, allowing him to go and have fun at the club without her. Her logical mind is telling her she's insane for doing / creating all this, but her emotions are too overwhelming to stop.
She's so obsessed with his love for her, how he treats her, how he trusts her, his incredible words of passion and adoration... she's in a dreamland, fantasyland of absolute bliss.
She stays home for him, to prove her trust, eternal commitment, and undying faith to him.
...and oh, he'll just appreciate it so much.
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