Phew it's a good thing I have a teleporter...that saved a lot of time! Well here is what happened. My teleporter makes quite a scene so I decided to arrive just out of town. I got tingles seeing that iconic sign and thinking of how many dreams and adventures have started with the dream filled gaze of that sign.
I had already arranged a contact who would assist me in my search so I took no time in locating him. He seemed like he really belonged here and I was starting to get the feeling my quest for the ultimate Double D dancers would be over. Oh the wealth and fame they would bring...
He seemed extra excited to see me but not as happy I was to see him, we really need those dancers. Well, sadly his first group I think were related to him or friends of his and it was not a good sign.
I said yet again, "GIRLS ONLY PLEASE!" So we sat down and had some drinks to straighten things out and ensure he knew what I wanted. Well I must have had a few more than I thought since before I knew what I was doing I was off to demonstrate what I wanted.
So I started working it and shakin it and doing quite a good job I thought...
I think it was mostly the enthusiasm of the crowd that fueled my fire. They were whistling and there were cat calls it was electric!
All of a sudden I started to feel woozy and started to stagger. I remember blacking out then someone helping me down a long hallway with many weird rooms. One looked like...
Then the next...
And then the next...
And then everything started to spin and turn and voices became mumbles and all mixed up and then everything was black. I don't know for how long but it felt like an eternity. All of a sudden I could feel a warm moist breeze...my dreams started to fill my subconsious...
All of a sudden I woke up to see...
"Eeeeee ghads!" I shrieked and like that he was gone. I stubled around on the beach and found a nice bench to sit and collect my thoughts. Where am I, what has happened to me, why did I trust Elvis? As I sit with my head in hands wondering what to do someone sits down beside me.
"What's wrong?" she asks.
"I'm lost, confused and I still need dancers for my nightclub!" I hopelessly exclaimed.
"I'm a dancer! and I have a lot of friends wanna meet them?" I look up and see...
In as much calm as I could collect I say simply,
"Yes, yes I would like to meet your friends..."
to be continued...