This story was told to me by my Grandmother. It happened
when she was about forty years old.
She was at a wedding dance, newly divorced and still very attractive. She was
approached by a dark-haired gentleman, very tall and
attractive. She described him as looking 'like a movie
star'. He walked up to her, wearing a long black overcoat,
and held out his hand. She said he never spoke a word, but
she was so amazed that this handsome man wanted to dance
with HER, that she accepted. She said he was an incredible
dancer, very strong too.
He whispered for her to come outside the dance hall with him, to his car. Luckily, my
grandmother wasn't that kind of a lady. She refused, and he
simply stopped in the middle of the dance floor and walked
out. My grandmother was turning to go to her seat when her
friend ran up to her and began pointing at the departing
stranger. Below his pants, where black shoes were, there
were now black hooves above red, hairy legs, and swishing
underneath the rim of his jacket was a long, hairy red tail
with a red tip. He turned as if he had sensed them (As he
probably had) and held up a finger to his mouth, and then
tipped them a wink and left.
My grandmother used this story
to warn me that the devil comes in many guises, including
those of an incredibly handsome and dashing man! She has
never forgotten her dance with the Devil!
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