He seemed to appreciate my arms shooting straight above my head and sensuously brushing my hair on the way down. Marcus got into a street dancing groo...ve, marking the beat with his knees and hips. Simple, but I have to admit it was more in style than my Latin twisting and rolling. People started trickling onto the dance floor and, after a few more songs, a good atmosphere was building up. My attention kept going back to a group of tall men that were moving in a real Jamaican style. It was very. We went into the bar it was dimly lit with a dance floor and several tables. The music was good, Marcus led me to a table and went and ordered drinks.I was having a good time with Marcus he was a perfect gentleman. The later it got, I realized that the patrons coming in were all black, I started feeling uncomfortable. Marcus made me feel like I belonged so that feeling went away a little while later.We started dancing at first only to the fast songs. As the evening progressed we started dancing. I walked off and my buddy started the music. Moni started to move slowly with the music and the guys started to whoop it up at this point.She had her eyes closed and was really getting into it as she began to really get into it. She removed her blouse slowly swaying to the music swinging her hips making her short skirt flip around. After minute she removed her skirt and kept dancing in her sheer white thong and see through bra, her nylon clad legs shining above her heels. She proceed to dance. S., as that being of the devil is like a roaring lion with his demons seeking to steal, kill, & destroy, & other than that, or with all things considered, & whereas I myself would just like to say that I don't pledge allegiance, or loyalty to somebody, or something else unless they themselves being of individual persons, &/or collective bodies of people/s were truly an ally of loyalties much rather than instead of possibly being of the enemy for these here end-times, or for that being of an.