Ways you screwed up in not going out with a Dancer
I thought this could be interesting. Please mention some ways you screwed up when you thought you had a decent chance of going out with a dancer.
For me I was on vacation for a couple of days. I even had my own hotel room and was traveling alone. One dancer and I were really clicking. I brought some beer in with me to drink during the night in the club. Anyway she gave me her phone number and I said I would call her tomorrow around lunch time. So far so good. Where I screwed up was that I told her I could remember numbers pretty good even though I forgot names real fast. Anyway I remembered her phone number. She asked me what it was again an hour later and I still remembered. 3 more beers later an another hour, I still remembered. 2 more beers and another hour and I still remembered. Left the club and went back to my hotel. Wrote down a phone number but realized it was getting fuzzy. I went to sleep and after a while I called. I thought fake number. Here I thought she was serious but she must have done an excellent job faking me out.
I went back to the club during the night. She was working. I heard someone say she was upset at me because I didn't call. She said she waited by the phone for an hour. Uuuuuhhh, I'm thinking. How stupid. I should have written it down in the club. It was too late now because I was leaving in the morning and she was working the night. I transposed two of the numbers. It was a good number she gave me. Never saw her again that I know of.
How about you?
For me I was on vacation for a couple of days. I even had my own hotel room and was traveling alone. One dancer and I were really clicking. I brought some beer in with me to drink during the night in the club. Anyway she gave me her phone number and I said I would call her tomorrow around lunch time. So far so good. Where I screwed up was that I told her I could remember numbers pretty good even though I forgot names real fast. Anyway I remembered her phone number. She asked me what it was again an hour later and I still remembered. 3 more beers later an another hour, I still remembered. 2 more beers and another hour and I still remembered. Left the club and went back to my hotel. Wrote down a phone number but realized it was getting fuzzy. I went to sleep and after a while I called. I thought fake number. Here I thought she was serious but she must have done an excellent job faking me out.
I went back to the club during the night. She was working. I heard someone say she was upset at me because I didn't call. She said she waited by the phone for an hour. Uuuuuhhh, I'm thinking. How stupid. I should have written it down in the club. It was too late now because I was leaving in the morning and she was working the night. I transposed two of the numbers. It was a good number she gave me. Never saw her again that I know of.
How about you?
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All in all I think I'm ahead of the game.
You made me think of an afternoon visit in Key West many years ago. This dancer was a fave I'd visit every time I was in Key West. Before the age of cells, text, and the public net, but I always seemed to find her working. About the same sort of session you mention. I asked her how she happened to always be working any time I was in Key West. She told me she worked almost every shift. After this session, my pants were quite wet from her. I said I would have to go back to my hotel room and change pants. She said, as she was doing some sick shifting, since she got them wet, maybe she should go with me to help me change. Now, stupid me says, but you have to stay and work. As I got back to my room, I whacked my head as I just realized how dense I was!
I would venture a guess that most of us have done something similar, but just won't fess up.
well, i have fucked up a few times with both my current two ATF'S, wish i could have that wasted time back, but decided to keep going and got sorted in the end... now just gonna enjoy them ... until the next screw up.