Bianca had no shame - which was a bit shocking to me at the time. She pranced in a set of Victoria's Secret lacy black bra and panties in the midst of that rolling fog like she truly was the Queen of the night...........and she meant it when she synched:
I got the stuff that you want
I got the thing that you need
I got more than enough
to make you drop to your knees
Cuz I'm the Queen of the Night
Queen of the Night
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, oh yeah yeah.
But judging from her physique, the knee-dropping line held a bit more meaning in a gay bar, and I knew Bianca was well aware of that. ( but the "thing" that they needed was well-hidden)... While she paraded around the dance floor nearly naked, it was impossible to overlook her smooth washboard stomach or bulging biceps. But, I was still perplexed at how such a Michelangelo David body could have such a womanly butt..............Bianca was smart enough to play up her manliness as well as her femininity. She knew a crowd of gay men ogled her, and she wasn't afraid to appeal to their primal passions. I made note to remember that for future reference: Be a woman, but tempt them with a suggestion of man.
The music started to quiet a bit, so I assumed Bianca was nearing her finale especially since she blew a kiss to the audience, sunk to one knee, and bowed her head. For a moment, she looked humbled. Still beautiful, but gracefully meek........ slowly her head began to come up and her lips perfectly formed:
And I am telling you
I'm not going
Jennifer Holiday's version from Dream Girls was flowing from the speakers, and Bianca was looking directly at Mother with tears in her eyes. It was then that I realized that this battle was over, and Bianca,the warrior princess, had won.................and then all went black and silent.
No Spot light.
No Music.
No whir from the fog machine.
Nothing.
I got the stuff that you want
I got the thing that you need
I got more than enough
to make you drop to your knees
Cuz I'm the Queen of the Night
Queen of the Night
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, oh yeah yeah.
But judging from her physique, the knee-dropping line held a bit more meaning in a gay bar, and I knew Bianca was well aware of that. ( but the "thing" that they needed was well-hidden)... While she paraded around the dance floor nearly naked, it was impossible to overlook her smooth washboard stomach or bulging biceps. But, I was still perplexed at how such a Michelangelo David body could have such a womanly butt..............Bianca was smart enough to play up her manliness as well as her femininity. She knew a crowd of gay men ogled her, and she wasn't afraid to appeal to their primal passions. I made note to remember that for future reference: Be a woman, but tempt them with a suggestion of man.
The music started to quiet a bit, so I assumed Bianca was nearing her finale especially since she blew a kiss to the audience, sunk to one knee, and bowed her head. For a moment, she looked humbled. Still beautiful, but gracefully meek........ slowly her head began to come up and her lips perfectly formed:
And I am telling you
I'm not going
Jennifer Holiday's version from Dream Girls was flowing from the speakers, and Bianca was looking directly at Mother with tears in her eyes. It was then that I realized that this battle was over, and Bianca,the warrior princess, had won.................and then all went black and silent.
No Spot light.
No Music.
No whir from the fog machine.
Nothing.
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