Arriving, I observed all these men who were sitting or standing with their glass of whiskey for the most part. James was across the room staring at me. I was having fun on the track. I heard compliments, whistles or cries of joy. I enjoyed playing with my body. Sandra came to my side and we began to rub against each other while laughing. I took the bar in my hands and slid over it while spreading my legs. Tickets rolled by like paper. Tons and tons of tickets were in front of me.

About ten minutes later, with Sandra, we got off the podium because we had to swap...