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Flashback to Great Strip Club Conversations w/ Dancers

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The setting: one of Detroit's working class dive bars well known for extras.
The dancer: a hybrid of cute & sexy & shy--one of her trademarks was to shake her hair forward and hide behind it.
The history: She knew she had appeal with me and off we went to the VIP ($20 a song). Performed topless with touching but got the impression she liked gamesmanship. Received no offer or talk of extras being available. So stopped after 1 song.

Subsequent visit: Dancer spots me and comes over and stands next to me on my left, eventhough there's another dancer seated to my right. Polite smiles are exchanged between me and standing dancer.

Standing dancer makes eye contact: "What do you want to do?" (said with smile)
Mwa: (polite return of smile after a pause) "What do you want to do?"
SD: "What do you want to do?"
Mwa: "What do you WANT to do?"
SD: "What do you WANT to do?"

[Momentary pause]

Mwa: "What do you want to do?"
SD: "What do you want to do?"
Mwa: "What do you WANT to do?" (said with flirty smile)
SD: "What do you WANT to do?" (flirty smile returned)

[Another pause ensues]

Mindful standing dancer was in stilettos and aware 'awesome conversation' could go on and on and on, I told her "I'm okay for now" and sent her on her way. She was disappointed but went on her way.

So, that's a great strip club conversational moment with a dancer.

But wait, there's more.

The following coincided with my attempt to check out a club at 11am, opening time. I had never been in a club at opening let alone in a club in the late morning. I walked in, there were no customers and the staff was scattered about. The manager and bouncer were seated at a table chilling--made no effort to collect cover from me. I walk over to the bar because low-and-behold, standing dancer from yesterday is seated at the bar. She's working as a server on this day. She recognizes me and smiles and I smile back as I walk up to her. [Did she just arrive or spend the night at this fine establishment???]

Her: "You never buy any dances from me."
Me: "We had one."

I don't remember what she said next but what was coming to mind was what the dancer seated to my right had said the day before ... "There's no one back there in VIP right now; you could bend me over a chair and no one's going to care." I didn't say such to my riddle wrapped in an enigma, but my eyes wandered off to the within eyesight VIP and I'm sure it was empty... [Has anyone ever banged a server just after club opening in an empty VIP???]

Just then my eyes caught a dancer emerging from the locker room and she was XXXL. There's no way now it would be tolerated for a non-dancer to be taken to the VIP when a dencer on-shift was available. Oh well.

I established eye contact with the elusive one once again and made some comment about it not yet up and running at the club as a reason to leave. Then headed out the door. FWIW, I was never asked by the bartender (or the server underfoot) to order up a drink, something they will do without fail under nornmal circumstances. Perhaps there is some potential in opening a club???