Last night I went to a strip-club for the very first time, for those of you in the Chicagoland area it was Dancers. When I walked in the door a mostly naked woman on the floor came up to me and hugged me and whispered that (the title of the thread) into my ear. lol
How come women can get away with so much more than men can? One snippety stripper was fucking mean to me when I slid the money into her garter just because the fingers made contact with her skin on the outer thigh while doing so (all the others were cool about it and even said thank-you and smiled). Allegedly from what I heard from a friend she is rude because she is on crack. Anyway, later on that night a lesbian or bisexual woman came with a guy or two and went pretty wild and put a dollar between her tits and came to the platform so the stripper could pull it out of her bust with her mouth. My friend was all over that getting a good look because she was right nest to him when it happened! lol Anyway, he said she even grabbed her (the strippers) tits and stuff, if I had tried that I would have gotten my ass thrown out so quick....
It must be good to be a (pretty) woman. /sigh
Damn that was cool but the whole time it was also a frustrating nasty tease and an exercise in self-control. All the men there just saw them as pussy and all the strippers just saw us as $ signs, yet they all pretend that they know and care about each other. Weird. A strange game with allot of conflicting emotions, seeing grade A pussy and beautiful, athletic, talented, proud, sexy women but knowing that you are just a walking Benjamin Franklin to them no matter what they say to you when they cozy on up next to you to try haggling and negotiating a massage or lap-dance.
Between the hooters the other night, the strippers last night, the porn magazines in between and the porn movies afterwards and not being able to do anything about it until now because a friend was staying over know I really know what blue-balls feels like. Lol
I wonder what they were thinking about in their pole-dancing routines?
How come women can get away with so much more than men can? One snippety stripper was fucking mean to me when I slid the money into her garter just because the fingers made contact with her skin on the outer thigh while doing so (all the others were cool about it and even said thank-you and smiled). Allegedly from what I heard from a friend she is rude because she is on crack. Anyway, later on that night a lesbian or bisexual woman came with a guy or two and went pretty wild and put a dollar between her tits and came to the platform so the stripper could pull it out of her bust with her mouth. My friend was all over that getting a good look because she was right nest to him when it happened! lol Anyway, he said she even grabbed her (the strippers) tits and stuff, if I had tried that I would have gotten my ass thrown out so quick....
It must be good to be a (pretty) woman. /sigh
Damn that was cool but the whole time it was also a frustrating nasty tease and an exercise in self-control. All the men there just saw them as pussy and all the strippers just saw us as $ signs, yet they all pretend that they know and care about each other. Weird. A strange game with allot of conflicting emotions, seeing grade A pussy and beautiful, athletic, talented, proud, sexy women but knowing that you are just a walking Benjamin Franklin to them no matter what they say to you when they cozy on up next to you to try haggling and negotiating a massage or lap-dance.
Between the hooters the other night, the strippers last night, the porn magazines in between and the porn movies afterwards and not being able to do anything about it until now because a friend was staying over know I really know what blue-balls feels like. Lol
I wonder what they were thinking about in their pole-dancing routines?