Dancing for Her Stalker

<p>Nobody chooses dancer at a nightclub as the job they're planning for as a kid but once puberty delivered an explosion of curves no ballet company would tolerate burlesque dancing became my jam. I love what I do though.</p><p>And it would seem so does someone else but I don't necessarily feel like whoever it is means me any harm. I feel the eyes on me more than just when I'm twirling and spinning in the platform cage under the lights at night. I feel them when I shop for groceries when I jog in the neighborhood and pretty much any time I step out of my apartment building. They feel protective if a little obsessive.<br><br>My wild landlady keeps telling me in her day being followed by admirers was to be expected but in today's world can I trust that the safety I feel when he's watching me is legit?</p>