love dancing
only trouble is, my hiips do one thing in time with the music but my belly kinda does its own thing
Well that is part of the fun of belly dancing. And I'm thinking with that rack, not many gazes are gonna get as far down as your belly, most of your jiggle is gonna be higher up.
i'd have you know my hip movements were mesmerising - once, lol, like about 35 years ago
*jiggles ma bits* now if i could only do it like shakira....
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Ha, if we could do it like Shakira we would, often
I want her lovely tan belly. Redheads don't tan
imma workin on it. not that it ever got brown before, just less. . . dough-white 
i'd have you know my hip movements were mesmerising - once, lol, like about 35 years ago
*jiggles ma bits* now if i could only do it like shakira....
i'm an ex dark blonde and tan only lightly and with freckly bits.... the belly stays underwraps and pale
red-heads gotta head-start over the rest of us, now dance *throws popcorn atya*
Well that is part of the fun of belly dancing. And I'm thinking with that rack, not many gazes are gonna get as far down as your belly, most of your jiggle is gonna be higher up.
Yes, it IS a good idea. Okay, all are invited. We'll light the BBQs and bonfires (in safe firepits, of course) and turn on the meadow sprinklers for those who like wet fun, clothing optional. Everyone bring food, drinks, medicinal pot, condoms, lubes, camping gear (we have a couple acres of forest here), instruments (acoustic or electric), towels, curious friends, etc. Bring hammocks to hang betwixt the cedars. You're welcome to hunt and cook any deer or wild turkeys you find on our place. We'll make enough noise to keep our local bear and puma at bay, but you should leave your pets and toddlers home - our beasts find them tasty appetizers.
Well that is part of the fun of belly dancing. And I'm thinking with that rack, not many gazes are gonna get as far down as your belly, most of your jiggle is gonna be higher up.
In this quadrant, we call it the Bleu Hominid Group, and it rocks on, and off, and on again, like a switch. Very few bleu (not blew) hominids in the vicinity. (Reminds me of the old joke about the gangster's GF.) And the beat goes on.
