So . . .when we were all three back in the car and heading to M’s apartment in Vancouver BC, I said, “So, ladies, what was you best tanda tonight?” Queenie said hers was dancing with M–I was surprised because she’s danced with the lead singer again–from Sexteto–and she danced with him last night too—and with other guys in the band….M’s was Javier . . .she said he doesn’t lead–he just feels–and when she began to do that too–it was amazing–her heart opened . . . I said mine was with Vladi . . . I’d never met him–but from the first few bars of the first song–he did not release the embrace until the tanda was completed—it was exciting, surprising by turns, really connected . . .At one moment I flashed on my conversatiohn with my host, Eduardo, about how hard it is or him to navigate his feelings and attractions to women when  dancing at the milonga. . . .and how I said I never feel attracted to the guys—. . . oops,until now–and all at once I was and I knew I was and he knew too (I saw it in his eyes and in his smile)and he was too and it was . . . .tango bliss. . . .  .and when the tanda was completed he did finally release the embrace and we stood there smiling at one another–he hugged me and I hugged him and he said, “It was a privilege . . .” and I said, “The pleasure was mine!” When the evening was over he nodded to me as he left and I nodded back–but I wanted to say, “wait, wait . . .I am leaving BC in the a.m. . . . .when will I see you? . . .but of course I didn’t–not out loud.