{A River"Lap"Dance} by M.A. DemalineHer face that of a Goddess, Her body is perfection too. As her thighs caress my mustache, my heads turn black & blue.Her breast surrounded by satin, titanium laced her soles. As she dances taps on my forehead, never using the strippers pole.All I ask for was a lap dance, always knowing what to expect. The eYe I seen that was winking, ;) wondering if we would get to conect.Her living is that of seduction, and she'll take you one further too. All I ask for was a lap dance, next time "No Fuckin' Tap Shoes" -------------------------------------