Independent Heads
Papi_Chulo
Miami, FL (or the nearest big-booty club)
I normally keep to myself but if someone starts a conversation w/ me then I can talk for a long time.
I tend to be more of the book smart type and not necessarily street/common-sense smart.
Thus every once in a while I'll get into some semi-intellectual convo with a dancer which is often intellectually stimulating but definitely not penile stimulating – i.e. my two heads definitely think independently and are on different wave lengths :)
Having said this, I often feel it is a waste of my SC time when I get into a semi-intellectual convo in a SC since my lower head will go to sleep and it then takes some time (or assistance :)) getting it to wake up again.
Any thoughts on intellectual/interesting convo in SCs vs. lighthearted (even air-headish/ditzy) convo?
I tend to be more of the book smart type and not necessarily street/common-sense smart.
Thus every once in a while I'll get into some semi-intellectual convo with a dancer which is often intellectually stimulating but definitely not penile stimulating – i.e. my two heads definitely think independently and are on different wave lengths :)
Having said this, I often feel it is a waste of my SC time when I get into a semi-intellectual convo in a SC since my lower head will go to sleep and it then takes some time (or assistance :)) getting it to wake up again.
Any thoughts on intellectual/interesting convo in SCs vs. lighthearted (even air-headish/ditzy) convo?
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Always better to keep it superficial and light hearted, and of course sexy.
I remember two conversations had in strip clubs. One was a conversation about warp drive technology, the real thing, not Star Trek stuff. We spent a couple of hours talking about it, and she seemed to really know her stuff. She gave great head.
The other was with a submissive girl (whose freak I unfortunately never got to experience). We had a long talk about how a healthy dom/sub relationship should work. It's too bad she moved to NYC; we agreed on quite a bit of it. It might have been awesome.
She was a Chemistry major, getting her Doctorate.
When she danced for me, we would get this banter going, involving chemistry, biology or astronomy. For example, i would say I wanted to take a long trip to the forbidden planet, and she would come back with something regarding twin moons, etc. All while she is rubbing my dick and nuzzling my neck. It was pretty silly, but I really enjoyed the word games.
However, the opposite experience is more typical. Many strippers are not rocket scientists.