With the lights dimmed and the music bumping, I scanned the room to take in the sight of five or so cold, metal floor-to-ceiling poles. My stomach flip-flopped as I started my "sexy walk" up to one of the poles. And my inner monologue reminded me to slow down, run my hands over the curves of my body and drag my toe behind me as I walked. I'd been instructed: Grab hold of the pole with both arms high above your head. Continue your sexy walk around the pole.

Now it was all-or-nothing time. I hooked my left calf on the pole and mentally crossed my fingers, hoping I would make it all the way around. Mid-spin, I threw my head back seductively and felt my hair whip around sexily with me.

No, this wasn't an "exotic dancing" audition. I was one of about 20 women participating in an introductory class of Sheila Kelley's S Factor, a combination of ballet, yoga and, yes, pole dancing.

Although S Factor is known for its fitness benefits, I wasn't there for the workout. I came for the sex ‑- or rather, sexual curiosity. Several years ago, I went to a highly regarded strip club in London, mostly just for the bragging rights. But while I was there, I became enthralled by the way the dancers could move their bodies. I, of course, have absolutely zero rhythm ‑- but still, I wondered what it would be like to possess such carnal power.