gammaray007
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11 years ago
tobacco79
Isn't Brown's a strip pub? There's a subtle difference. The Old Axe (nearby) was a strip pub with no stage--the gals just walked up and down amongst the patrons. In the old days there were no private dances (either table or lap) in a strip pub . . . .
When I get back to London I'll check out Browns, the Old Axe, the Spread Eagle, the Rainbow and the other old standbys.
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11 years ago
shadowcat
Atlanta suburb
I've use a homebrew equivalent--plastic underwear (I *hate* buying them--I always say, "for my dad . . . "). Just before it's time to take a ride I visit the john, dump in an ounce of a very nice edible-oil lube, work it around a bit, and proceed to the VIP room. Naturally loose outer pants work best, and don't get super-tight plastic pants either. The ideal is to get a couple inches of slide on your well-positioned Johnson. I've found that nude dancers *love* this arrangement because it results in a low-friction situation for them (no pussy-burn), and they get really creative with sliding my pants/plastic-panties (!) around. My regulars know what I've got going, but the others can't figure it out. The curiosity factor usually results in a great dance.
Of course, while this avoids the wet-spot "walk-of-shame" past the snickering bouncers, it also means that that you have to clean up and change somewhere. I just go to the john and dump the used stuff and go commando for the rest of the day.
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11 years ago
crazyjoe
Colorado
Seriously, most SC girls give *horrible* HJ's, while they are expert at visual tantalization. After two songs of high-mileage contact I love to whip it out and lube up while the dancer gives me a spread-fingered eyeful of her primo pussy. The last time I did this it mentioned that most girls don't know beans about giving a *good* HJ and my dancer was all, "Ooh! Ooh! Show me the secrets!" I let her practice on me but took over when it was time for business. She was a very good pupil . . .