It's all one big party when one is out at night playing at the titty bar. The drinks are flowing easily and a nice light glow settles in. The breaded hot wings smell and taste great, with a nice burn that compliments the booze. There's a bevy of hot ass girls waiting for attention and, on the best of nights, one of those hot ass girls agrees to a fun OTC romp to top the night off nicely. All of this, of course, happening under the forgiving cover of darkness.
But then the next day comes and the tab has arrived. Last night's drinks are today's stuffy head, whether one has to work or not. The hot wings have made their trip through the body and the burn has moved from the mouth to the ass. And maybe one's dick is sore from a girl who got off by grinding the shit out of it, which felt just fine at the time but much less so the next morning.
This is a generic post of course - not about me at all. ;)
Anyone else pay a price the next day for their SC adventures?


No, of course not. Just an inexperienced PL here reading a forum based on guys paying women for sex, to learn a few things from the master such as yourself.
I remember when I had my first beer.