Niki Blau

Dance with me

I'm Niki, your tender companion, non-judgemental listener, your diary, an open book. A body covered tightly with silky skin that you can taste if you pay for it. The sweet curly head whose flushed cheeks dimple when you make her laugh. The next moment, the queen they say looks arrogant as she passes red lights with her head held high. The one who doesn't dare to be the first on the empty dance floor and ends up being the only one still sweating and enjoying herself. Your girlfriend-for-hire, with whom you can forget the setting in which we meet. Or not, if you're into it, like I'm into being a whore. Cost me, I cost a lot. My time is valuable, and so am I. Please don't waste it on disrespect. Otherwise you can't really say or ask anything wrong with me, you can't be wrong with me for what you are and like. If I see you paying attention to me, I'll sell you mine. No three-liner describes me and I don't think it describes you either. But try, like I did, and write to me. Then let's spend time and figure out who we can be together. Our dynamic determines our experience and we will want to experience each other again, trust me. xx Niki