BasDorcha
Golden Age Dinosaur
All Jazzed Up
6 Friday, 1985
Maeve Thatcher
6 Friday, 1985
Maeve Thatcher
Music for the post:
“My love must be a kind of blind love, I can't see anyone but you and dear, I wonder if you find love an optical illusion, too?,” She slowly walked the stage while she sang, her hips swaying to the rhythm as her heels had the desired effect. As she neared the end of the stage, she walked down the stairs slowly, making her way through the crowd, her showmanship on point as she sang to women and men equally. She slowly made her way to Christian, completely forgetting about Josh being in the audience.
Sliding up to him, she leaned over, grabbing his ties and pulling him close for a brief, sexy like personal singing, her hand sliding down from the knot to the end, off and out onto his knee, before she gave him a personal wink and turned to walk off, singing on, “Are the stars out tonight? I don’t know if it’s cloudy or bright cause I only have eyes for you. The moon may be high, but I can’t see a thing in the sky, cause I only have eyes for you.”
In front of her, Josh moved to block her route, and the fear in her back to him was instant. Her shoulders froze, her back stiff, her hand clenching at her side. Trying to hold her performance she took a single finger and pushed him back, trying to slide past. His hand came out and she flinched as he made a grab for her ass. May smacked the hand away, shaking a finger in his face as her voice took a similarly shaky tone to it.
“I don’t know if we’re in a garden, or on a crowded avenue. You are here, so am I. Maybe millions of people go by, but they all disappear from view, and I only have eyes for you.” May got a few steps away before the guys hand snacked out and grabbed her elbow, jerking her back as she mic fell from her hands. Immediately she spun around, performance off, and slapped him. In retaliation his hand raised, ready to hit her.