When a Pole Dancer did a sexy Dance just for me alone

I told you last week how I found myself sitting in a spiritual center in Australia in 2005 where my organizer had just told me that she actually gave lots of sexually loaded Tantra workshops and massages in those rooms where she had organized my workshops and individual sessions for the coming week.

Of course, while she told me about the details of her work, she also asked me what my attitude towards sex was. I was already feeling that she had developed some interest for me, which did not surprise me – experience with people who are interested in Tantra taught me that they were often very quick in finding partners for non-committing sexual relations. I wanted to prevent any advances from her side and thus answered that I liked sex but that it was always a matter of mutual understanding and love for me. I told her about my bad experiences with people who had expectations that I could not fulfill. I realized soon that this attempt to show her my lack of interest was not very successful.

Our conversation carried on and she started telling me her life story. She had not always lived in Australia. Taking out a photo album, she showed me pictures of herself, 15 to 20 years ago, when she was living in Europe. The pictures showed very clearly what she had been earning her money with: she had been a pole dancer!

She showed the pictures, told me that this had been her profession and the next minute she jumped up and ran out of the room, shouting ‘I would love to do this for you!’ leaving me fully bewildered, wondering what would follow this announcement.

Two minutes later, she entered the room, scantily-clad in what looked like glittering undergarment and a big mask on her head, covering the upper half of her face. It was the same kind of outfit that she had been wearing on the pictures and I guess it was supposed to look sexy but the whole situation was just so bizarre: I had met this woman for the first time, I had no experience with such dances, she turned on the music and in that big hall there was only I, sitting there, getting a private dance show by a former pole dancer to whom I felt not sexually attracted at all!

She danced for some minutes, taking a chair and a table for help in absence of a pole that she could wrap herself around. In the meantime I just wondered what I should do. She would obviously not be happy if I rejected her now obvious attempt in attracting me but we had the whole week of program ahead. On the other hand I would never have come if I had known what kind of workshops she normally offered! I decided to try and stay calm and nicely try to handle the situation in this friendly way even if our work did not really fit together.

She finished her dance performance and asked me how I had liked it. I replied with a short ‘Nice’ and a non-committed smile. Then I yawned and told her that I really had to go to bed now to be fit for the next day for which a few individual sessions and a meditation were planned.

I thought I could avoid a further escalation of the situation. How wrong I was is what you will read about next Sunday.