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| Now I know that all of us have been to a dance at one time or another. We find ourselves watching the dance floor giving under the weight of all the dancing participants, and watching their various footware. Well I own a club and definately live the above nightly. I had always wished I could hide in the dance floor and expierience the weight first hand. I got my chance when a local gay mens orginazation requested the club for a "Modern Dance Night". I knew the young man that was making the plans and told him that there would be some trouble since we had had a week of rain and a leak in the roof made repairs necessary. There would be a hole in the floor but we could make arrangements for that. Shawn walked over to the floor and surveyed the damage, scratching his chin he said " large hole but only about 8 to 10 inches deep huh?" Just enough for a guy to fall in and never be seen till it was to late. Hiding my thoughts is agreed, and assured Shawn that there would be no problem securing that area and the plans started. Shawn returned the next day and started getting things in order the his dance. He kept looking at the floor and then at me. Shawn worked for a couple of hours then came up to the bar and sat down. That hole really needs filled with something ..... why don't you fill it.... well the workers won't be in till next week to finish the job" I told him. No guy I know what you like so why don't you just fill it with yourself. I was stunned and embarased at the same time, trying to get him to tell me how he would know such a thing. He told me that his major in collage was human behavor, and he had watched how I was always watching the guys feet as they were dancing. I stayed embarased, and must have shown it Shawn said relax, our group has nothing against fullfilling a guys fantasy. Now to tell you the group of guys that were to be there are collage lookers. Younger, built and uninhibited, a dream come true. I Talked with Shawn about it and we agreed that THE FLOOR would be filled for the night of the dance. Besides there are a couple of other guys into that and would probably love to help you out. Well the night of the dance came and I was getting cold feet. Shawn showed up with to guys and showed them the damaged area of the dance floor. Shawn came over to the bar and said have fun, then he left to set up the band. All of of just stood there, you could see that we were all nervous but excited at the same time. The club filled up to a good and lively crowd, with so many types of foot ware that it looked like a shoe store. Then the light dimmed and the music started. Shawn called my name on the PA and said places everyone. I went to the hole , it was very hard to find since the lights were turned down, and positioned myself within it. It was a good tight fit, but still comfortable. I heard the music start and saw the lights glow softly. I could hear the sounds of feet start moving near me but the lights were so low that I could not really see them. The first few dances were flops so to speak. But the bar was doing good so I knew that things would pick up soon. I heard Shawn announce that there was a soft spot in the dance floor some where but not to worry it would hold and the enjoy themselves. then the heavy music started. That brought them out. Shawn announcement worked I was stepped on with in seconds and it seemed like I had at lest one guy on me at all times. I was truly getting to see how a dance floor felt. The feet were moving and stomping like crazy there were time I really didnt think I was going to be able to catch my breath having so many guys jumping and stomping on my chest, stomach face and legs. I could feel it each time a boot sank into my stomach twisting and grinding me. You could actually tell the different styles of foot ware. The boots and dress shoes were harder to take than the sneakers and softer soled shoes. I even felt some socked and bare feet a few times. I wished I could have counted the times a foot landed in my face and whished it were bare. but the soles were great and the pressure and treatment was intenst. Well the First intermission came and My turn was up The next guy got into the hole and his adventure began. All three of us left that night with a new respect for a dance floor and all the abuse they take. I have not fixed the floor and have had the fortune to be a part of the dance ....or at least the floor part of it.... several times since then. |
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