josephene

*cheesy porno music playing in the distance...* Sit back, relax, and let Josephene tell you a tale of a "Night with the Strippers..."

It started like any other night...a quick trip to naun's house (my gram) to visit the most fabulous lady in the universe. I love her, beyond the word of love. I got to hear the extended remix version of "why aren't you married yet?" with an extra verse entitled "every pot has it's lid..." 7:30...back home to get ready. Bad girls don't play until after 9 anyway. The mood was set for the night with a Pre-Budweiser. I began to feel all warm and comfy.

Out I went...headed over to pick up my friend Missy, then off to the bar to meet my cousin Sam, who is God's Gift to Partying! Most of the greatest times I have had in my life began with..."Sam and I were out and..." He's a guarantee of a great time, and available ladies...*wink* Drank a few, kicked back..relaxed the week away...(still reading? It gets better...). From there we headed to a bigger bar, by cab, thank you very much, I don't drink and drive (just in case there are any cops reading...). This place had 3 bands playing, which was unbelievable! This girl, on the stage, in these pants...*sigh* She started singing "Sweet Child of Mine..." and I thought I was going to pass out. And of course, my cousin is eyeballing me eyeballing this girl. After the set, he went to go talk to her...yeah, of course he knew them, he knows fucking everybody. Invited her over. She was H-O-T. So hot that I found myself losing game. Sam is COMPLETELY TACTLESS, and before Kelly (that's her name) goes back up for the next set...he asks her what time they are done and if she would like to go to the "titty bar with her..." pointing at me. *We're done at 1, sure..." she says. Kudos for tactlessness!

We stayed for one more set, did some dancing, then headed on our way. Kelly was going to meet up with us later, (she did...stay tuned...).

We then headed to the strip club. For someone who wasn't wanting to go, I was sure thankful to finally get there. And even more thankful that the only people I recognized were the naked ones. One girl who I got pretty friendly with before was there too...doing her monkey pole thing on the stage. (maybe her name was seko *wink* , truth was, I didn't remember) We went up to the bar...and three guys offered to buy me and missy drinks, boys are so silly in a strip club, but we didn't want to be rude...*wink*

Enjoying the scenery for a while, Sam quickly went up to the red room. I needn't explain what goes on up there. We chilled out and watched the show. There's something about girls-eye contact-winking...naked goodness that comes from a stripper. Missy was super embarrassed and so nervously the conversation started..."have you ever kissed a girl before?" If she was someone I was interested in physically, I probably would have said no..*giggle* That's game for ya...but I shyly tilted my head and said..."Kinda..." "REALLY?!?!" "Yeah..." "wow...*sigh*" Missy doesn't get out much. Some time passed and she says..."She's hot..." nodding to the girl on the stage. "Totally!" I tell her. She ended up asking her for a dance, after I assured her over and over...it would be just fine...*giggle* I guess she was thinking that the girl would be like..."ewww...NO..you're a girl.."*giggle* SOOO not the case. Sam still hadn't come back from the great room in the sky, and as excited as I was for Missy to get her first girl experience with a stripper no less...I wasn't happy about being by myself. Too many men, only one me...it wasn't long though before the one girl, I was ummm...friendly with before...had come over to talk. She's a sweet thing, but damn I couldn't remember her name, and I wasn't about to ask. Player foul.

We were talking about stripping...which was interesting. I always like learning something new and she was funny, philosophizing it for me. Her theories kept me riveted in her brain, even though the girl was sitting here in her underwear, at best. My buzz must have been wearing off at that point. Leave it to me to make friends with the fantasy, so it's no longer a fantasy. Well, inevitably some guy will come up and start talking, and he did. Drrrrruuuunnkkkk...he was. After begging us to kiss one another, which we didn't...he took her upstairs for a dance. Poor girl, she earned all of her money that night.

I was headed to the bar and Kelly comes in. We got a couple drinks and started talking...music...mostly. A couple more drinks...a couple shots of tequila, more talking. Missy came back before Sam and gave us a full report on her experience. She didn't get kissed though, poor Missy, but she was a pretty happy lady. She was ready to call it a night, and left soon after in a cab for home. Sam finally emerged, after being gone for over an hour. *shaking head* this is my cousin. The other stripper girl who went up with the drunk guy came back and danced another song. POUR SOME SUGAR ON ME! I am SOOO freaking out at this point...some may know why, others I'll spare you. I lean over to tell Kelly my secret and she giggles before laying her hand on my thigh, hello. We're pretty drunk at this point, but I remembered her touching me...and when the stripper girl comes over dancing, she kisses me, then Kelly. The guys went nuts! Boys..*giggle* Another drink, another shot, I believe just one, the girl comes over and asks if we would like a dance..Kelly and I...HELL YES! The guys are hooting and hollering as we go up the stairs...

We're alone, in the room...big long red couch and Kelly and I are watching this girl dancing for us....and since this is a NC-17 rating, I'm going to spare you the details. Out of respect for our philosophizing stripper, that is. (Catie, check your mail..*wink*)

We headed back down, and to the bathroom to fix our make-up and hair...*giggle* I am soooo drunk at this point. The slow consumption of alcohol has caught up with me for the night. I remember staring at myself in the mirror...for some reason I like to do this when I'm drunk. Narcissist at heart, I suppose. Kelly, likes to make out in girls bathrooms when she's drunk. What is it about the bathroom?

Well, we collected Sam, got our cab and headed home. They dropped me off first, and if I was a betting lady, I would say that Kelly went home with my cousin. He's good like that. I'm sure I'll hear all about it at a more respectable hour, or when we go find our cars.

So, that was my night, another crazy piece of the puzzle. How was YOUR weekend?