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s88

New York

Strip club or regular dancefloor nightclub. Which is cheaper overall for pussy? Which is cheaper for a LD, LDK, and takeout?

Techniques to learn from night club creep (AKA PL2).

1st chat up and buy drinks for the men that escorted the women to the night club
2nd chat up and buy drinks for the ugly lady friend of the hot chick, fiend sexual interest in ugly lady friend
3rd get male companions to leave nightclub, suggest a strip or night club to them, break up the group to isolate hot pussy
4th chat up and buy drinks for hot pussy
5th after getting a no from hot pussy, slowly dance up back upto the pussy after every no from pussy, perhaps pussy will "give in" or pussy will be too drunk to realize the PL is back. Always remember to shake your ass and have a wide smile with teeth when looking at pussy.
6th if still she hasn't gone to your car or for a smoke with you, go back to step 1 or step 2.

TLDR: night club PL spent $250-$300 of drinks on us and 3 hours of his non-stop time trying to fuck an unobtainable girl, 2AMer almost ensued, lesson of story is stick to strip clubs, not night clubs

Long story:

I am a diehard SCer. I hate night clubs. Tonight showed why. My friend who is a 250 lb shaved head scalp tattoo chola invited me out to her night club. Along with her came her taken hot Spinner latina friend (I'd fuck her http://imgur.com/eRgAHd7 in a heartbeat if her BF wasn't MS13), and a white guy who looks like Shaggy from Scooby Doo who brought the weed. 2 men, 2 females. The nightclub is a hole in the wall hip hop place. No metal detector, no pat down, no ID computer swiping. Hip hop club with no security? I am expecting a 2AMer walking in. Inside 5 men to 1 female ratio. Every other song they play I know from my regular ratchet SC. Fetty Wap on replay. The plan was Chola's hip hop night club, then we send Shaggy and Spinner home together (they live on same block) and Chola and I goto my regular ratchet strip club. Shaggy and Spinner have moral problems with strip clubs.

Chola loves black guys grinding her but nobody ever asks her for her number unfortunately. The spinner doesn't really flirt with anyone, or dance, she just stands quiet on the wall or sits on the side, but everyone wants to fuck her. The spinner doesn't say no to free drinks but doesn't give much attention to any men.

1st PL, body builder, muscle shirt, comes up to Spinner sitting on the side of dancefloor on bench against wall. For the rest of the night, Spinner never leaves her seat except to piss, and then has an escort (Chola, me or Shaggy) to the bathroom each time. PL1 buys Spinner a drink, Chola comes by and tells him Spinner is her friend, PL1 buy Chola 2 drinks, then buys 5 more for Spinner. I was outside getting high with Shaggy but at some PL #1 sat down next to Spinner, at that point Spinner gave the signal to Chola to get rid of the guy and PL #1 immediately moved on. PL #1 complied and was last seen making out with a Guyanese spinner at the end of night on another bench seat.

Onto PL #2 was a 2AMer risk. Thinner and shorter than PL1, but an angry serious face that gave me bad vibes. He first tried to small chat with me and Shaggy to get "permission" to hit on Spinner (you got to get the ho's man's permission to fuck her). He tried to buy drinks for me but I declined because I dont owe shit to anyone and I know what he is doing. Shaggy is high and accepts a drink. Then PL2 sits with Spinner while me and Shaggy BS between each other sitting next to PL2 and Spinner. PL2 at one point stops and whispers in my ear that "you dont laugh at me". W/e its drunk BS from PL2. I tell PL2 Im not talking about him with Shaggy and for him to chill. He doesn't believe me but backs down but he is now angry and remains angry the whole night because I "disrespected" him. A min later PL 2 gets up from spinner and sits down next to Shaggy. PL2 small talk with me and Shaggy is creepy and pushing an agenda. He asks how can the 4 of us be friends (racist)? PL2 leans over and whispers to my ear that I dont belong in this club, and to leave the club now because I am coming between him and Spinner. I say nothing in response. Shaggy doesn't hear these whispers. But PL2 then asks Shaggy uncomfortable questions and creeps him out more. Shaggy repeatedly begs me to agree to go and smoke (not weed this time) again to get away from PL2. I soon agree. Outside we both agree PL2 is trouble. I get a text from Chola about PL2 and Spinner.

Back inside, Shaggy and I find Chola, and by now Spinner told Chola she is uncomfortable with PL2 so PL2 can't sit next to Spinner anymore and PL2 is now slowly dancing back and forth past the table like an animal mating ritual where Spinner is sitting alone. Shaggy and I sit down, I sit next to Spinner and smalltalk with her to figure out WTF is going on here now. She says nothing really and I can't read her if she likes PL2 or not. PL2 sits down next to Shaggy and tried to be bros with him. I dont give a fuck since Im now playing body guard/BF for Spinner after the text from Chola about PL2. PL2 then gets up and tries to grind with Chola and buy her more drinks. Chola is friendly towards PL2 again, I write some texts to Chola from next to Spinner that this is getting insane with PL2 and PL2 wont give up. I then get up, stop her from dancing and grab Chola by the shoulder, make her read her phone. Chola comes outside, we talk about PL2 and Chola says she has Spinner's back. We go back inside. PL2 is sitting next to Spinner again, he is told to leave by Chola. He does so and I replace him. He goes to the other side the dance floor then jitterbugs backs to Chola and tries to grind Chola again, she refuses. He offers drinks, Chola accepts, I get up and walk out and text Chola, Im going fucking home because there will be a 2AMer if I stay and I don't want to ruin her night. If PL2 wants to take Spinner home I don't give a fuck anymore, Im not going to jail over this, especially if Chola doesn't have my back.

Chola responds back 3 minutes later while I was at the bus stop waiting for the bus going home. I come back to the club, tell Chola the bullshit that is going on and what PL2 was telling me and he kept coming back like a hungry dog for Spinner and has beef with me and Shaggy, and she has to pick what will happen tonight. She begs me not to leave, I tell her, if he says one wrong thing to me or tries to sit next to Spinner again, it will go to 100 in 2 seconds in the club and to remember there was no weapons check on entry. She realizes how serious it has gotten between me and PL2, and more so than between Spinner and PL2. Spinner is a quiet girl who never complains so she doesn't speak up much but I knew Spinner already once told Chola to tell PL2 to leave. Chola swears she will play bodyguard from now on, and will take fall if LE comes. SC visit is cancelled because Chola wont leave because PL2 is ruining the night because she wont let PL2 "win", and there are safety issues to split the group of 4 of us at the club or on the street infront of the club.

Chola reenters first to tell PL2 that if he fucks with me she will fuck him up. I then reenter the club and Shaggy is sitting next to Spinner guarding her. I sit down between Shaggy and Spinner. For next 45 minutes, PL2 tries to dance upto our table with Spinner, me and Shaggy sitting and Chola dancing infront of the table. Every time Chola gives him a no look, then pushes him on his chest 20 feet back into the center of the dance floor and leaves him there. PL2 then dances back grinning up to the table with me and Spinner. This happens 6 FUCKING times. It is like a dog, take a swing at it, it keeps barking and taking lunges at you. After the 6th time finally Chola whispers something in his ear, and he heads for the door. I never find out what she said, and she wouldn't tell me. I finally can relax and stop guarding Spinner and have fun in the night club. The club closes 20 minutes later.

Going home, we wander the streets lost and smoking weed. Eventually we get to the metro train. I sit next to Spinner on the metro since I want to look at her slutty clothes under good lighting. The alcohol and weed on Spinner starts to have an effect and she goes quiet on the train. Finally I get my reward for being body guard the whole night. I put my arm around her and she rests her head on my shoulder. The metro ride on weed is intense as the car rocks side to side but Spinner is out of it more and more each minute. At a transfer station, Chola helps Spinner up and off the train. Shaggy and I go ahead onto the escalator, and see Chola and Spinner missing behind us. We freak out. Go back down to the platform and start searching and shouting. I find Chola and Spinner sitting against the wall and Spinner puked on the floor. Eventually Spinner recovers enough and we go upstairs to the transfer concourse and navigate a 1/4 mile of moving sidewalks and passages to the other metro line high on weed. The white arched ceilings of the moving sidewalks and ramps make me believe I am being flushed down a toilet and going through a white sewer pipe. I get off the 2nd metro line at my home before the other 3 do at the end of the line. I look back at the night and know it was all worth it for us 4, but not for PL2.

The next day Chola told me, she knew PL2 wouldn't punch any woman, but he would have a throwdown with any man in the night club. Chola also said he came by himself, so she knew she can handle him and he has no posse with him. Chola weighs alot more than me and would win in a throwdown with PL2. Me vs PL2, 40/60 chance who would win. Me and PL2 were equal weight and height.

So I, high on weed and alcohol, was there for 3.5 hours. PL2 body guarding took 3 hours. PL1 was fine and abandoned hope when told, PL2 didn't get the message until the end. He thought he could "buy" Spinner with enough drinks and small talk. $300 of alcohol he bought us, it didn't work. Nobody gets to take Spinner home except us. Next weekend I'll be back to the SC, where PL2 would've gotten a lot more value for his $300 than at this night club. I don't need to worry about weapons in the SC or customers causing me shit or customers hurting dancers. The SC management takes care of that for me.

A golddigger friend I know, every BF she dates is a MMA fighter or football player. She goes to night clubs all the time and brings her BF, and then the moment her BF leaves her side, she winks at guys, they come over, she tells them she is single. MMA fighter BF gets back, she says she doesn't know these creeps. MMA BF confronts them about speaking to his girl. They tell him his girl is a ho. Instant knuckle sandwich while golddiggers pussy gets wet watching this in the night club. God help anyone who hits on my golddigger pal.

SCs are so easy compared to night clubs. I have $, you have a pussy, lets make a deal. No "drinks". No customer on customer cockfights over women. No jitterbug dancing. No fake smiles (on the man's part). No buying jewelry that will be pawned anyway. No lies about what it is, which is my dick being hard.