Mood Killers
vincemichaels
Detroit
I'm sure we all have had mood killers whilst getting lap dances and more from the gals at the clubs. Last night at Showgirls Cabaret in Sunrise, Florida, I spotted this young brunette with nice tits wandering around the club. Waving her over we talked and headed into the VIP booths. It was my luck that as she was about to dance, the DJ announced a 2 for 1 special. That wasn't the moodkiller, although often enough, the dancers don't get terribly motivated doing a 2 for 1 special. What killed it was her telling me she was going to a trade school to be a Private Investigator. At that point, I decided not to push her boundaries and just enjoy an average grind by a new dancer. What have your experiences been?
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"Sorry, I've all these sores where I have ingrown hairs and they itch so bad I made them bleed from scratching."
Uh, thanks for your time.
Didn't care too much for the dancer who talked about her methadone.
Another previous fave of mine used to work part time in the L.A. Coroners office. She'd tell me horribly graphic tales of the stuff she saw, and then cheerily hit me up for a dance. Ewww.
Another mood killer: Slow day/night at the club. You find a dancer you liKe. You're hanging out, edging toward room negotiations, and her friend, drunk off her ass, plops down uninvited, and won't catch anything less subtle than "WILL YOU PLEASE GO THE F*** AWAY?!"
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LOL! that happened to me last night!
Another mood killer: Slow day/night at the club. You find a dancer you liKe. You're hanging out, edging toward room negotiations, and her friend, drunk off her ass, plops down uninvited, and won't catch anything less subtle than "WILL YOU PLEASE GO THE F*** AWAY?!"
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LOL! that happened to me last night!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EiXlF4Sll…
So that wasn't a mood killer.