JohnSmith69

When she found out that her daughter was a stripper, the mother of the DS came to her club, intending to drag her out and take her home. But she came on day shift and the DS only worked nights. From the stories I heard, she made quite a scene at the front desk demanding to see her daughter.

I never really left, just took a break. I'd love to go to SE Fla., but my sense is that they are likely to be shut down soon. I understand that Atlanta without Follies would not be the same, but at this point I'd settle for just being able to watch some nude Cheetah girls dance. Lexington KY is a possibility, I'll have to read the recent reviews if there are any. And I don't think I'm desperate enough (yet) to go to someplace called "Woonsocket."

Like trap, I ask the waitress or bar tender to save my seat. Usually I’ve been tipping well so they are happy to oblige. But at the very least I do the napkin on the drink thing. But if some guy is willing to fight me over the seat then he can have it. Im there to get my dick wet not to have my face bashed in.

I’ll never forget the time that a noisy woman asked the DS what our relationship was. This was on a boat, we were taking a tourist trip to go snorkeling. The DS looked her right in the eye and said something to the effect of “we are sexual partners.” I loved that girl.

What midwestern cities have good strip clubs with no Cubans? I may have to start traveling there more often.