dancing by herself.

Lauren waddled over awkwardly to the stereo. She pressed the button and classical music started up. The same song she'd done her dance to as a child that had gone so horribly wrong. The dance she was now going to reenact as an adult, wearing nothing but an undersized leotard and a diaper! Her cheeks were bright red. Despite being alone she crossed an arm over her perky nipples. She was supposed to dance but she felt so awkward!

Finally she managed to **** herself to start shifting her weight from bare foot to bare foot. Still cupping her body she tried to move to the music. She closed her eyes, trying to not think about how silly she must look.

She started to sway to the rhythm. She used to love to dance, and dreamed of being a ballerina. That was until she'd that humiliating assembly. That pretty much ended her dancing dream. It had been a long time, but she still felt compelled by the music. Cautiously she removed her hands from her chest and put them before her in a ballerina pose. She rose to her toes and began taking cautious steps. She found herself enjoying the movement despite her reservations. She tried a spin. Surprised how well it went,s he did another. Then a jump, a Pirouette. The moves all came back to her. She swung around, laughing despite herself. This was fun, she had to admit!