Never had any OTC luck in my hometown in 12 years. Also had been trying to swear off the whole club habit as a whole lately.
Caved tonight. Got dances from a girl who claimed to be new in town from a familiar locale upstate. She was good. Hit it off over a half-hour. She made the offer. I accepted. She said she doesn't take money outside the club but could tip out with $200. I obliged. Said to meet at a chain drugstore nearby. 15 minutes. Gave a car description.
Never showed. There was another car with what appeared to be someone waiting, too, so think I wasn't alone.
So dumb. Totally on me. Might go back to that club at some point to see if I can see her again. Doubt I'll get to.
My fault. Blinded by hope.


I remember going to a bikini bar and getting a lot of attention than the other guys down the bar tipping before me, probably better than me and was physically bigger than me (in a good kind of way). Didn't know what the deal was and I'm sure the other guys were laughing at me for groping so much even though they were trying to grope too, but I got a lot of attention and pussy flashing. I tried to ask for OTC (since apparently this kind of bikini bar was so crappy, there were no lap dances) and she said sure but give her the money first. I told her when we get to the location.
Fast forward closing time (she said sure) and I waited 15 minutes for her ass. Finally comes out, looks at me and sure enough gets in a taxi....without me. Damn sure glad I didn't give her the money first. SOmetimes man, you got to have the will to take charge or you will be suckered forever. And I really didn't care about fucking either.