belly dancing

  • Belly Rolls

    How did I ever talk myself into this?” I mumbled, pulling into the parking lot of the local high school. Earlier that day, I never would have found a place to park; but tonight, few were bold enough to go where I dared, and I found a spot right up front. With a sigh, I willed myself out of the car and made my way toward the gymnasium.

    It was time to set my repressed inner goddess free.
    By Ruth Karpinski