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"It's kind of like dancing," I told Shayla as we enjoyed the golden afterglow.

She cocked a skeptical eyebrow at me. "How so?"

I grinned. "You know I don't dance."

"How well I know," she nodded.

"Well, I just don't. I never learned. I'm not very good at it and I don't enjoy it. It's just the facts. But you love it."

"Mmm hmmm," she hummed, her hands brushing across the flesh of my chest.

"So, should you have to forgo it just because I don't dance?" I asked. "That would be vain and selfish of me. So, you may dance, whenever you like, with whomever you please. The condition is, of course, that you come home with me."

"Except," Shayla inserted, raising her index finger in the air.

"Except what?"

"Except that you do make love to me. That's how it's different." ...

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