Years ago, late at night I was at a mom and pop all nude club out in the sticks and heard bikes pulling up in front. A group of bikers entered the club, refused to pay the cover and one of the bikers walked up to my table and began staring at me and the dancer at my table. Club had about half dozen customers, no bouncer; just an older man next to the juice bar who the bikers ignored when he told them they had to leave or pay cover. The stripper at my table told me to pay the biker staring at us no attention, it was only her ex boyfriend. I felt my life quickly passing before me. I then heard more bikes outside. This time a group of black bikers entered the club. I had no idea what to expect, but thankfully these black bikers had more common sense than the white bikers who were there. One of the black bikers came up to the biker at my table, said something (I don't know what) and all the bikers then left.
Any frightening experiences to share?
