Her heels click, her flip flops slap, each sound a drumbeat of anticipation. She stands, her feet mere inches from the ground, her heels keeping her aloft. She leans forward, her hands on her knees, her feet dangling, toes wiggling in the air. She dips, she teases, her feet gliding through the air, her heels clicking, her flip flops slapping, each movement a dance of seduction, each dip a promise of pleasure yet to come.