Aero Mood

A few years back I had a clandestine salsa life. I danced under the art gallery with my bestfriend from highschool's brother. It was an unrequited teenage romance for both of us -- and then, years later, we bumped into each other on the Library steps and he asked me if I would be his new partner. I had never dance salsa before, and his father was the Salsa King of the Americas. I had danced, and trained gymnastics for a decade so according to him I would be the perfect partner. He never taught me the choreography, just tamed me to his lead. There is no better way to dance with a man.