Last night I got part of my birthday present. Which was about three hundred dollars and a nice trip to a strip club. It was wonderful, bittersweet, and educational.
Aradia and I are looking for a girl to join us, but I had two worries. 1. Would I get jealous? 2. How much do I really like women? Sure, lifelong fantasies, oogling on the street, making out...but I'm still a virgin when it comes to the gals...
Well I need not worry.. So that's great, I learned something, gained confidence, and appeased my mind.
Then, there was a stripper at the club that really liked girls. She stole me away from Aradia for a bit, and although she danced with both off us, she mostly concentrated on me. And --get this-- she was my size!!! And fucking hot, and smart. It doesn't get much better.
I wish I wasn't a client. I wish I had met her at Starbucks so I could have asked for her number. I wish I knew whether she liked me, or just thought I was hot, and knew she could get a ton of money from me. Aaah, so bittersweet.
I always like the wrong people. And even if I wasn't a client, she didn't seem interested in Aradia. And while that's unfortunate, that's not a really big deal. I can play alone, however, I want to play with him and another girl first.
I miss her. I wish it wasn't bad ettiquitte to ask for a number. Poooh. I'll have to save up my money, and see her again, alone.
D. I hope you know who you are. I miss you already.
Aradia and I are looking for a girl to join us, but I had two worries. 1. Would I get jealous? 2. How much do I really like women? Sure, lifelong fantasies, oogling on the street, making out...but I'm still a virgin when it comes to the gals...
Well I need not worry.. So that's great, I learned something, gained confidence, and appeased my mind.
Then, there was a stripper at the club that really liked girls. She stole me away from Aradia for a bit, and although she danced with both off us, she mostly concentrated on me. And --get this-- she was my size!!! And fucking hot, and smart. It doesn't get much better.
I wish I wasn't a client. I wish I had met her at Starbucks so I could have asked for her number. I wish I knew whether she liked me, or just thought I was hot, and knew she could get a ton of money from me. Aaah, so bittersweet.
I always like the wrong people. And even if I wasn't a client, she didn't seem interested in Aradia. And while that's unfortunate, that's not a really big deal. I can play alone, however, I want to play with him and another girl first.
I miss her. I wish it wasn't bad ettiquitte to ask for a number. Poooh. I'll have to save up my money, and see her again, alone.
D. I hope you know who you are. I miss you already.
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also, just looking, as opposed to what you may be looking for...
Glad someone gets to go to the strip clubs. I'm having some serious withdrawals. I wouldn't just sum yourself up as a "client" though. It looks like you're a pretty hot girl who was out for some fun, and may have found even more fun. Go back in a week, see if she remembers you... and if she does, find a way to give her your email address or something. It's not as creepy as a phone number. Good luck to ya!
P.S. Which one did you go to??? I only know of Jiggles and City Limits that are 18+... am I missing out on one?