It was now spring 2014 and I was looking forward to some warm days to lift my spirits after so many gloomy days of continual disappointment in my dating adventures. I m going to rename The New Dance Card … Profiles of Discourage.
Maybe a change of pace to somewhere warm, a little tennis in that sunshine state. Perhaps meet a handsome tennis pro. Serve and volley all day and surf the net at night?
Off to Florida I went. The next entry onto my list referred to himself as “The Pied Piper of The Sea” He was tall, handsome, fit, with golden locks. Never married, no children.Worked on wall street as a successful day trader but lost it all during the financial meltdown. He traded the hustle and bustle of New York to relocate to the golden sands of Siesta Key, now combing those pristine sands in search of a treasure. Gold perhaps or a rich snow bird.
He was a bronzed god in royal blue swim trunks, faded visor and beach chair in hand looking to reinvest in some older broad who is vulnerable to his charming advances. His new pot of Gold.
I tagged him as Mr. Moonwalk because its a dance that gives the illusion of moving forward when actually the moves are backwards. His were just that for every step he took towards me. We had an interesting interchange during my visit. He confided that he had football injuries and was nursing a wounded foot. It oozed infection. I became the nurse at this point imparting medical advice. He didn’t listen. He feared losing his foot or even the entire leg. He had daily massages to keep his lymph system flowing. He invited me to see his massage table. Oh my dear God!
Would I be that NURSE or that PURSE?
To find out what Ann does with Mr. Moonwalk check out her New book “The New Dance Card” Looking For Love Online soon to be released and available on Amazon. com, Barnes and Noble, Kindle, Apple iTunes
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