I took the afternoon off and visited a club. The club was pretty empty, but there were two new girls with wristbands. I flagged one down for a dance. Her buddy went to a table about 20 feet away. My girl started dancing for me and we started to talk. Her first day. I was her first table dance. I was getting more than the average (for that club) contact. She said loud enough for those near to hear "You've got a boner!" A couple of heads turned and smiled. I could feel my face getting a little red.
Given her interest in my boner I asked if she knew about VIP's. She called out to her buddy and asked how much she should charge for VIP. Once we established the price, I started talking about what exactly would be on the menu. She was very down with extras. Then she called to her friend and asked how much she should charge to fuck in VIP.
I'm sure I turned beet red. For you older guys, it was like one of those old E F Hutton commercials. Most of the room turned and stared. Luckily there was no bouncer around. Unluckily, there was a woman who was probably a house mom. She called the girl over and they disappeared in the back. About 10 minutes later, here comes the two women. The dancer was in civvies and made the Walk of Shame out the door. I got a nasty look from the house mom. I took off, too.
Fired? Sent home for the day? Not sure what happened.


In the immortal words of Homer Simpson "DOH!!!"
So did you chase her down in the parking lot and complete the transaction. LOL