Went to stripper's party
potheadpl
Florida
A stripper at the club had been giving me the full court press for the last several visits. She's pretty cute. She's been telling me she wants to "play with me" outside the club.
Well, last visit she invited me to her upcoming party. I figured it was SS and she would flake, but she texted me the address and off I went. I rolled a couple of <ahem> and picked up some beer. Since my Spider-Sense was tingling I thought bringing gifts would be a good idea. Following Google Maps, I turned into BFE. Trailers in general disrepair everywhere. Found the place.
Stripper greets me and in I go. First thing I see? Toddler. Second? Beer Pong table. Not a combination often seen in polite society. I'm led out back to the permanent bonfire area. Meet stripper's old man/suitcase pimp. Meet his kids. Seem like nice people. Everybody's friendly. Party favors are a hit.
In walks toddler. Did I mention everyone at the party is tripping on acid? Yeah. There's drugs and toddlers in the same room. And a shotgun. And a pit bull. And underage drinking. AND underaged drug use. AND, to top it off, a SMOKING hot teenaged girl with a tight Abercrombie polo shirt STRETCHED over her giant, braless, flawless natural tits. Nipples were pointed upward and appeared to be quite thick.
I left. I would have fucked that stoned little jailbait. While I doubt anyone would call cops, because of what I described above, but why chance it?
Sometimes it's fun to live dangerously when your daily life is vanilla. I'm looking at this as mildly adventurous sociologial research. When in my life would I ever have the opportunity to use party favors with a retarded guy? Checked that one right the FUCK off the Bucket List.
Ended up at the SC. HOT new talent. Got digits. Got DFK. This one's gonna rocket up the ATF list.
Well, last visit she invited me to her upcoming party. I figured it was SS and she would flake, but she texted me the address and off I went. I rolled a couple of <ahem> and picked up some beer. Since my Spider-Sense was tingling I thought bringing gifts would be a good idea. Following Google Maps, I turned into BFE. Trailers in general disrepair everywhere. Found the place.
Stripper greets me and in I go. First thing I see? Toddler. Second? Beer Pong table. Not a combination often seen in polite society. I'm led out back to the permanent bonfire area. Meet stripper's old man/suitcase pimp. Meet his kids. Seem like nice people. Everybody's friendly. Party favors are a hit.
In walks toddler. Did I mention everyone at the party is tripping on acid? Yeah. There's drugs and toddlers in the same room. And a shotgun. And a pit bull. And underage drinking. AND underaged drug use. AND, to top it off, a SMOKING hot teenaged girl with a tight Abercrombie polo shirt STRETCHED over her giant, braless, flawless natural tits. Nipples were pointed upward and appeared to be quite thick.
I left. I would have fucked that stoned little jailbait. While I doubt anyone would call cops, because of what I described above, but why chance it?
Sometimes it's fun to live dangerously when your daily life is vanilla. I'm looking at this as mildly adventurous sociologial research. When in my life would I ever have the opportunity to use party favors with a retarded guy? Checked that one right the FUCK off the Bucket List.
Ended up at the SC. HOT new talent. Got digits. Got DFK. This one's gonna rocket up the ATF list.
Got something to say?
Start your own discussion
19 comments
Was the suitcase pimp walking around without a shirt on? That's always the guy that gets arrested, lol.
Anyway, I was this hot blonde's last lapper of the day. She was literally hot to trot (finger in a very wet pussy). She invited me to her post party gangbang. My spidey sense said no. I saw her leave with half a dozen wild eyed hippy types. She offered again on the way out, again, no.
Fast forward two years.
I walk into work and meet this hot new blonde-guess who? An hour later I meet her new husband, also my new boss ( all 6'8" and 300 pounds of him). She introduced us. "You know Julie? " he asked.
During the three months they were there, I never told him how I knew her and she never reminisced with me.
Whew !!
Best friend at my wedding was a party animal. There were parties at his house almost weekly. At these parties a lot of pot was smoked. His 4 kids were always present. He was a great friend to me but I always thought of him as a lousy father and husband.
There was a stripper, that I knew, staying at my hotel in Columbia SC. We got together and had some raunchy sex in my room. Next day she asks me to drive her to a friends house. I really didn't want to but did. It was a run down trailer court. She asked me to wait for her. I did. On the way back to the hotel, she started snorting coke. I had been duped into taking her to her dealer and now had drugs in my vehicle. At least I got a BBBJ doing 65mph on I-26.
A former TUSCLer from Columbus OH (yeah you know who)emailed me. He had been invited by a stripper to participate in a gang bang at her place. There were to be her, her husband and 2 other guys. She wanted him to take pictures. He wanted my opinion on weather to go or not. I advised him not to go. He listened to me.Can you imagine how much shit he could have gotten into?
I remember reading that Sean Parker, former President of Facebook, threw a party at a beach house. Cops came with dogs and cocaine was found. He did not get charged but the bad publicity caused him to step down as president of facebook. He still owns a small percentage of the company so if they ever do go public or get bought out he will still make a lot of money.
State sentencing guidelines allowed probation for both defendants since they had no previous records. The judge apparently didn't see the humor in the guidelines and sentenced the mom to 58 years, and allowed the bf to plea-bargain down to 28 years or so.
My wife read the newspaper account of this and declared that, "it's about time sexual abuse of minors was seriously punished". I agreed with meaningful punishment, but I believe that the penalty was overly harsh in this situation: after all, this was just typical Saturday night fun for white trash. Well, obviously I got a negative response to that opinion.
I suppose that I have lost my sensitivity to what happened in this case
because I've seen that "daughter" (not the same one, of course) dancing in SC's a year or two later many times over the years. I have been led to believe that this is not necessarily "throw-the-book-at-em" behavior in some corners of society.
I fear that prolonged SC experience has brainwashed me to the point of having marginal empathy for these teenage victims.
Just messing with you tho. Good idea to bail