It was October, my favorite time of the year and I was in mpls. There was a convention of Prince fans, from all over the world, and I was among them. We all seemed to get along great. We were on a great Prince adventure.
This October night, with the scent of leaves on the chilly wind, we went to Glam Slam. Arriving in a limo, we entered the club, where the energy and atmosphere was toxicly exciting. It drove us to the dance floor. I, being a stripper at the time, danced provocatively, but not slutty (I hope) . it was great.
Later I was upstairs and a rep if Prince's came over to me and said"Prince would like to see your outfit. I was guided right to Prince's left side, where he was leaned over the back of a leather couch chatting with someone.
I looked him up and down and yes I did check out his ass. How could I not- it was right there. I was only inches from him, so for me his scent is what I'll remember most. He smelled like heaven. I stood there just breathing him in. I looked away for a moment, cause anyone who has met him knows, this nervous excitement overtakes u. As I did he looked me over head to toe, I'm told, cause my head was turned away. Then I turned back to him and there he was smiling at me. I have never seen such a perfectly beautiful face before. I stared into those liquid eyes of his and my breath caught. "Hello," he said. I said hi. He was wisked away at that point and I watched him go.
I had a few more Prince encounters after that, but this was by far the most memorable for me because it was my first.