So I was out dancing Dec. 31.  Solo.  Without Mrs. Gamer.  I had invited her and she had declined.  Once she had had a Bad Experience ™…I had danced one dance with a 20-something girl one night when I was at a certain bar with Mrs. Gamer.  Mrs. Gamer had an emotional meltdown over that.  So she declined to go out to that bar with me.  Not my problem.  I went out.

I danced with a lot of different girls, as is my wont.  Some I knew, others were new.  One girl was watching me out of the side of her vision.  She was with two other guys, talking.  They were new to her.  Another guy came up.  I asked.  Not her boyfriend.  Just a Friend ™.  He tried to kiss her and she avoided it and made a face.  I wasn’t paying her much attention…I was chatting up the other guys around us.  One of the guys began to pull the girl close and she wasn’t resisting.  He started turning her so her back was to me, trying to shut me out.  She couldn’t see me.  I accepted the challenge and walked out on the dance floor to do a line dance where the girl could see me.  In a couple of seconds she had joined me and asked me to teach her the dance.  So I took her by a shoulder and held her tight against my chest…we were parallel.  She began squealing whenever she was afraid she had made a mistake.  Very feminine.  She was Lit Up ™ and In the Moment ™.  The girl was very much into me.

The line dance ended and a Two Step song started playing, so I said, “Let’s dance” as I took her hand and shoulder.  We danced and the girl kept squealing whenever she thought she made a mistake.  It was almost continuous.  Then we danced another dance and the girl suddenly stopped, held my hands tightly, turned her back to me, and pulled my hands to her breasts so that I was hugging her from behind.  I felt awkward, but the girl was just doing something she thought I would like.  It was sweet and affectionate even if it was an indiscreet PDA.

Of course, the Crab Bucket ™ (the other girls watching) thought this was awful because I’m a married man.  The girl didn’t know that I’m married (we never even exchanged names) and I don’t see any need to broadcast my marital status although I don’t hide it if asked.  There’s this social rule that a married man isn’t supposed to PDA with anyone but his wife.  But if a woman innocently initiates a PDA, not knowing a man is married, where’s the harm?  She’s simply being sweet and affectionate and behaving in a feminine way.

So I’m not going to apologize to the Crab Bucket or try to defend myself.  I’ll own my dance partner’s behavior because that’s what a man has to do when he’s dancing with a woman.  My rule is that my dance partners get to be sweet and show me their affection in ways I can accept.  I’ll affirm their sweet, affectionate behavior even if it’s indiscreet.  If the Crab Bucket doesn’t like it, too bad for them.