Ahuiliztli gives you a little dance lesson.

Not being much of a dancer, you wave your hand to Ahuiliztli, “I’ll pass thanks…”

“Come on, Personal, it’s fun!” Ahuiliztli replies, urging you to join her as she continues to swing her hips to the beat. She waves you toward her by holding her palms up and closing her fingers into her hand, pulling her hands up to her chest like a seductive temptress, incorporating the gesture into her lurid dance.

“I don’t dance…” you explain, shifting your position to keep your stimulated manhood hidden from view.

Ahuiliztli raises an eyebrow and grins mirthfully, “Come now, I thought you could do everything!”

Ahuiliztli spins a full circle in front of you, giving you a good view of her feminine curves. She arches her arms over her head, then dips her body back so that she is looking at you upside down, holding herself up by resting her arms on the table. She gives you a childish grin. “It’s fun to move your body!”

You again try to decline the offer with a polite shake of the head and a curt smile, but the food and drink have brought out the playfulness in your young minister. She takes your hand and heaves you up.

“Come on… you’ll like it!” she urges. Rather than make a scene of it, you rise for her. She doesn’t notice the hard knob sticking out under your loincloth. Her eyes stay trained on yours as she gives you a naughty grin. She twists and shimmies her body for you as she circles your body. Her fingers trace a patch along your arms and sides. “Dancing is a simple act, Personal, you simply let the music guide your body…” She swivels around you, letting you feel the petals of her skirt brushing against your legs and they flutter by.

Despite urging you to dance, Ahuiliztli seems more than content to use you as a prop to dance around. She is quite good at it, too. Her graceful and fluid motion highlights her lighthearted and gentle nature. Her control over her body and their movements allude to her ability to command the situation. She is a beacon of charisma and joy as she dances around you, a joy that is infectious. After a while, you can’t stand still anymore. You sway back and forth to the heavy jungle beats. Ahuiliztli nods and smiles.

“Yes! That’s it, feel the rhythm, feel the beat. It shakes the ground… feel it through your bones and let it move your body FOR you!” Ahuiliztli exclaims, closing her eyes and holding her hands out in the air, feeling the melody. Her body begins to shake and she stomps her foot on the ground in time with the drum beats. She nods her head and starts to stomp in a circle. Her shoulder thrusts at the air, shimmying her breasts. She leans back. Stomp. Leans forward. Stomp. Leans back, shimmies lifts her head. Stomp.

Ahuiliztli’s hands come together over her head and keep the beat. You join in, clapping with her. She looks to you and smile. You mimic her movements. Lean back. Stomp. Lean forward. Stomp. Lean back, shimmy, lift your head. Stomp!

“You got it!” Ahuiliztli says, excitedly. She claps her hands together and picks up her pace. The instrumentals follow her lead and the music takes on a more frenetic feel. You shimmy and shake as best as you can to keep up with the professional dancer. She gives you looks and words of encouragement as you learn the dance.

“The crops will be flooded by a downpour when we’re through tonight!” Ahuiliztli laughs. You’re well past the stage of feeling like a fool and start to incorporate some of your own moves into the freestyle. Ahuiliztli picks up on your changes and follows along easily.

You give your minister a sample of your dance repertoire from the funky chicken to the twerk. Instead of laughing, Ahuiliztli does her best imitation of the moves. Her twerk is especially mesmerizing when she manages to bend down to almost hit the floor with her shaking rump. With expert control over her body, she even lifts herself back up in one smooth, graceful motion.

Inspired by her quick grasp of new moves, you test her abilities with a little ballroom; You take Ahuiliztli’s hand and step back with one long stride so that your arms are fully extended. Taking measured paces, you walk around your dance partner, still holding her hand above her head. You walk a spiral around her until her shoulder touches your chest. You can feel the heat from her skin, and the warmth of her breath. She eyes you, waiting for your next move. You pull her away and she spins like a ballerina, naturally pirouetting outward until both your arms extend once more. Her eyes widen in amazement at the new move and she is just as delighted when you pull again so that she reverses back into your arms. You give her a dip and face her, breathing as heavily as she is.

Looking down into her eyes, you note how deep and brown they are. You stare into them, falling into a trance. She looks back at you, blinking those almond shaped windows into her soul until they glisten with the firelight. You lean in more, desperately wanting to kiss her soft, pouty lips. You hear her melodic giggle. “Personal, are you alright?”

Her question snaps you out of your trance.

“I’m sorry, I must have got lost in the moment,” you reply sheepishly, pulling her back up to a vertical position. “Thank you for the dance!”

“Thank you! Thank you for showing me so many different new moves!” Ahuiliztli replies, delightedly. “I knew you were just being modest, pretending not to dance…”

You brush off the praise by saying, “Oh, that’s nothing… really! I know far more impressive dances…”

“You’ll have to show me…” Ahuiliztli says in a suggestive manner.

“Oh… well, I know OF them, I am no expert in dance!” you admit. It is easy to know things, but knowing about different styles of dance and actually being able to perform them are two completely different things.

“I would love to see anything you would be willing to show, Personal,” Ahuiliztli says with an innocent smile.

“Perhaps another time…” you respond vaguely. “It’s… gotten late and we should all probably head to sleep now.”

The room is devoid of windows and there is no clear way to tell the time, but broaching the subject is enough to remind Ahuiliztli of her duties being left unattended.

“You are right, Excellency, there is much I need to organize tomorrow,” she nods, returning to a formal protocol. She bows to you, “Thank you for the wonderful evening!”

You take Ahuiliztli’s hand and hold it up to your lips, then tell her, “No, I thank YOU for the wonderful evening. The dinner, the music, and dance… it was all fantastic!”

Ahuiliztli smiles sheepishly. “I am pleased you enjoyed it!”

“I look forward to seeing the final product when you’re ready to present it to the populace!” you say.

“Ah,” Ahuiliztli blushes as if remembering something, “Yes, for the people. It will take a while to instruct the full orchestra, but it will be done Excellency!” She clasps her hands, looking to you for approval.

“That sounds good. You have the resources to pull off something great now!” you remind her.

“Yes, thank you again for that!”

The concerts have already shuffled off from the stage and servers are clearing up space. It looks like the evening has drawn to a close.