Giovedì, 25 Marzo, 2004 | Posted by Jesus Miguel Luis Rodriguez at 06:19

My name is Jesus Miguel Luis Rodriguez. And I am a dancer. Sometimes I think God looks down from his heaven and wishes he could dance like me. Other dancers don't envy my dancing. They envy what it means.

It means sex.

To men it's the smell of sex. It gets into their nostrils and climbs inside, right in here, deep in here. If they can't release it they'll just burst.

To women it's about fulfillment. They see every thing in me that their man cannot provide. Success, power, smooth dance steps that drive you ever closer to submission.

I love the Tango. Pahhh to the Rhumba. The Tango is my dance. It is strong, physical, always demanding more from you. It's like driving a bed.

Silvia Rose loves the Rhumba. It's about freedom to her. You can see it in her eyes when she dances. You can feel it in her body. She is not there. She is not with me or with her husband.

She is a bird, free. When she is dancing, what you see is her soul.

You can see it, but you cannot touch it. Not even I, Jesus Miguel Luis Rodriguez can touch it.

But I will.