I like to think that after 40 years I'm adept at brushing-off undesirable Randoms.
This one latched onto me on entry saying she recognized me from 19 yrs ago (she's 37 now), was her first dance/club friend, and inspired her to pursue this career. She remembered specific past details about me, so I believed her. I don't remember her, but could imagine wanting her 30 lbs and two decades ago. My bad, but I couldn't break her heart, and pity-tipped her stage set exclaiming 'Now I recognize you!' when she spread her pussy. There's a dozen other PLs in there but she's right back at my side off the stage. (It was also her 2nd day at this club and I was the only person she knew.) My CFs are now hitting the floor and passing by. I had to start putting on the brakes. Finally she got to 'Lets dance for old times sake'. She's still pretty in the face with great lips, so I asked for DFK with the grind. She doesn't do that. I said to let me know when she would. She still stuck around. More CFs pass by. 20 PLs now. Ignoring her babbling, blatantly staring lustfully at every babe walking by, and even stating that I have regulars here doesn't faze her. I try to escape with a smoke break. Great, she smokes too, and follows me outside. At last she asked another smoker a casual question. As he replied I snuffed my smoke out, headed directly to the stage, and asked Hottie to save me. She laughed and we walked to my table after her set.
Any favorite cling-on stories?


Not my first 'one for old times' rodeo. Usually asking if we can still sneak penetration like we used to is enough to derail them.
(Besides, this is a work of fiction, and pics/vids or it didn't happen.)