That Feeling You Get When…
….you THINK you’re on the same wavelength about VIP as the dancer you just met at a “50/50 shot at FS” club but you hadn’t exactly nailed expectations to the floor (“we’ll have a LOT of fun” can be ambiguous—it’s all in the delivery), and she excuses herself briefly as you head into the VIP and returns to quietly organize her wipes and a condom with a sweet smile on her face……Priceless (well, not exactly, but worth it).
But then I crap all over the experience by trying to one up it at a different club
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I don't know exactly what I'm getting and what I'm paying, I won't go back.
Might take away the thrill of getting more than I expected, but I'd rather that than the frustration of getting ripped off.