A gorgeous woman walked into my office. She looked about 40, dark hair, dark eyes, luscious light brown skin. She wore a skirt that flipped up around the bottom and a blouse with a scooped neck. She wore very high heels. She looked like she was born to salsa dance with a handsome man beside her.
I knew how to salsa dance.
“Hi,” I said. “How can I help you?” She came up to the counter that separated us. Before she had a chance to open her mouth, I said, “Would you like to go salsa dancing on Friday night?”
Please leave a comment with your first 50 words on the topic “salsa.”