In one of my many favorite Bugs Bunny cartoons (I swear they don’t make em like they used to), there is a scene where bugs asks this character Gossamer: “Have you even had the feeling you were being watched? That the eyes of strangers are upon you…”
I’ve had the feeling and it feels grrrrreat (in the case you’re not making a damn fool of yourself)! I’m piggybacking off my earlier review of Vango here. I was on the dance floor and it was (I’m not gonna say all) most eyes on me. And I soaked it up. I mean men, women, dudes that were with other women (which made we dance lil harder) watching. Some people cop an attitude like what they lookin at? Not me…I smile and dance with strangers – men and women. It’s fun. Like MJB says: Don’t need no hateration…holleration…in this dancery. This one fiiiine guy (who was with some chick) was lookin mad long. I swear it was exhilarating. I don’t know what their situation was but everyone in there “clique” was looking boo’d up.
How do you feel about being watched (in this case on the flo’) – especially when that person is there with someone else? How does this play out into relationships? I think some women are exhilarated by attaining (or the possibility of it) a man that is taken. Maybe you don’t take it there, it could just be flirting also.