The dance begins innocently, a simple sway of the hips, a playful kick of the leg. But as the music picks up, so does the intensity. The body begins to writhe, the hands caress, and the breath comes in ragged gasps. The dance becomes a dance of need, a dance of want, a dance that speaks of the deepest, darkest desires. The dance is a tease, a taunt, a temptation that's impossible to resist. It's a dance that promises pleasure, a dance that promises ecstasy, a dance that promises sin.