Is it really a fantasy?

Nope. What I, and many others here, do in clubs may be a fantasy for some, it could probably be a reality for them as well, without much effort.

Fantasy is torturing yourself with your SC memories when you are living the delights of northern bush camps.

As george says, reality is doing what I do in SCs (though not with Mr.microdong's regularity).

To be honest, it hasn't been actually in a club where the real action happens for me lately. For five or six months now, I haven't gotten even gotten a BJ in a club, just a few lappers here and there.

I thought the seats felt less crusty these days...

Doc, that wouldn't have been me anyways. I leave mine in the rubber, and dispose of it properly. :)

They make rubbers that small?

Yeah, as a matter of fact, they do. I still only have to roll it down about half way, and hold it on, but what's a guy gonna do? The alternatives are...unacceptable.

No.

It's no fantasy of mine. And I think the girls at that site say that to make them feel better about what they're really selling.

The day job could be the fantasy.

In some clubs it's all smoke and mirrors and the Fantasy that one of these days you may get to go farther with the hot dancer in front of you who you are feeding a lot of money to. In other clubs there is no Fantasy, but the expectation that in addition to to leaving the club lighter in the wallet everything you are looking for and then some will occur.

The only Fantasy in such clubs is that the great time you are having is because of your rugged good looks and great personality and not the money in your wallet. Some dancers are very good at portraying this fantasy, but these types of dancers don't do much for me. Usually because they try too hard to make it feel like a fantasy rather than just going at it with enthusiasm.

I get more than my share of action ITC, but I still think of it as a "fantasy" experience.

If the dancer gives the customer what they want, be it mouth, pussy, or heart, then it's not a fantasy.

As you know, I think it should be a fantasy. Stripping should be showbusiness and hooking ...and that's not to say a girl can't do both.

Damn phone! Let me try that again...

If the dancer gives the customer what they want, be it mouth, pussy, or heart, then it's not a fantasy. If she ultimately withholds anything and leaving it a mystery, then it's fantasy!

As you know, I think it should be a fantasy. Stripping should be showbusiness and hooking should be hooking ...and that's not to say a girl can't do both.

I don't care that much about fantasy. I just want to see and experience the hot girls. For guys who want fantasy, the dancers can make up stories.

If you've ever said, "I have a real connection with my ATF," or words to that effect, then I submit you've bought into the "fantasy" at some level, regardless of what you're getting.

Ah, except for you, HarryDave.

If a dancer is just wanting to tease, that's her choice, and I have no say in the matter, of course. I just won't give her any money, because I won't choose to get any dances from her.

If she's teasing she's a stripper, if she's giving she's a whore. If you think either one of them would do it for free it's a fantasy. It's really not that complicated.

Great philosophical question, Shadowcat. For me, SC trips are for the fantasy and entertainment. I'm not a SC regular. I like to binge with several clubs over a long weekend. It is the fantasy that so many beautiful young women are willing to spend such time with a haggard goat like me that I seek. It's a break from reality. I binge two or three times a year as mini-vacations to get away from hectic real world. That is just my take. Everyone goes with a different mission.

Yeah, I guess I broke through the supposed barrier between fantasy and reality. But I wasn't fantasizing about what might happen. John Lennon said, "Life is what happens to you while you are busy making other plans." (incredibly ironic for him to have said that, considering his fate).

I think in another thread I recommended guys leave their fantasies at the door before they enter a club. There is nothing worse than having your preconceived notions destroy your enjoyment. Shut off the whiny asshole in your head!