The Native Dance

THE NATIVE DANCE


I have enjoyed many foreign voyages in my time. Some for money, some for honor and some journeys that are not to be spoken of.... for love. For they have been eternally erased into oblivion. Love... is not the subject of this tale.
On one of my various voyages, I somehow by a strange coincidence ended up stranded on an exotic beach. As I gradually awoke from my nightmares, I spotted a native woman with an erotic aura. The woman turned towards me and burst into dance. OH it was an amazing dance! An erotic dance! An unparalleled dance!
The native woman took my hand and led me to her village. Inside the village, the many tribeswomen began offering me fruit and other delights as was I to them, a god. Little by little I noticed that there were no men in the tribe and got suspicious.
They laid me in a bed, a bed of straw, it was warm, soft warm, nicely soft and warm.

It was... MY LAST JOURNEY