Attack of the Vegan
I came in after a couple of morning client visits hoping to see some attractive ladies and was not disappointed. The few dancers on shift were very attractive and relatively young (20's), but the first two put me off of this club for a while.
The first had dyed blonde hair and was pretty good on the stage. She was a little thick around the middle with a B cup, so I tipped at the rail and she came over after her set. Upon opening her mouth, I thought I was talking to a drunken sailor...could hardly understand what was coming out of her mouth. I got something about Christmas presents and her dad taking her to a vegetarian restaurant, but that was it...
The second girl to come over was stunning. She was very fit and I complimented her on her appearance. She explained that she worked out nearly every day, did some bikini modeling, and had been featured in some ads and magazines. She had great, full lips, decent chest, and wow legs! She asked what I had been doing and I told her that I had taken a couple of business clients out to eat (wine n' dine). She asked where, and when I mentioned a steakhouse, she practically went ballistic. She started lecturing me about animal cruelty and how meat eaters die early due to heart disease while extolling the virtues of a vegan lifestyle. I humored her reasoning for a few minutes (do you know sows cry about their piglets like people cry?) while finishing my bourbon and excused myself to attend my afternoon meeting.
I know Portland is "weird", but I don't think I'll come back here soon. I like steak, so shoot me.