So I went to a club last night. Saw a customer who was clearly the hottest girl in the place sitting at a table with a guy. She had on a little black dress that barely reached below her crotch and the most fabulous legs I've ever seen. (Everything else was nice too, but covered.) I wished like crazy that she was actually one of the dancers, but I knew better.
Or so I thought. About 45 minutes before closing, who should take the stage but the girl of my (wet) dreams? The stage is surrounded by a bar, so there were about 20 onlookers, but only 2 or 3 of us paying attention. She could easily see the desire in my eyes and I got the majority of her attention (and high chemistry looks) in response. And then, when she took off her bra, she actually threw it right at me.
Now I knew it was all SS, but it was well-done, and I was up for getting hoovered a bit. Right after her dances, she ducked into the club's office for a minute. This was not that uncommon for this club, so I thought nothing of it. I figured she'd be by soon to claim her bra, and that I'd better stay in one place, or she'd wonder, "where'd that fucker go with my bra?" Six songs later, no dice. The crowd had thinned a bit, and then I noticed that she was back at that table with that guy. I walked over, carrying the bra, planning to say, "I think you dropped this." I stood a respectful distance away until she saw me out of the corner of her eye. She turned, saw that it was me, AND TURNED HER FUCKING BACK ON ME (much more than it had been). I walked back to the bar, handed the bra to the bartender and walked out of the club.
Ever been SS'd that strongly and then no follow-through?
"That Guy" might either be her Sugar Daddy or a Whale that she can't afford to lose. Those are my guesses. As for being put through Stripper Shit like that, I haven't.