moonie125

That's the way to go for sure.

Yeah, I remember the trash bags and just folding chairs. And a couple of little TVs in the corners, place was like made out of plywood until they really got bigger.

The first time I went to a Strip Club was when I was 18 with a fake ID at a place called Seven Seas. It was a friends 21st Birthday and I already had like 4 beers and a joint in 45 minutes before we got there. There were 5 of us and we got a discount for being a party. To my surprise I knew a dancer. She was married to an older gearhead who hung out with us. He said she was a bartender. she was a dancer. And she was naked on a pole and licking her lips and spreading for us. One of the other guys gave me some cash and told me to tip her. . She asked me if I wanted a private dance and get comfortable. So I did. She took off the robe and showed me her redhaired bush (!974) real close and told me to kiss it. only the 2nd pussy I;d seen live. She told me she wanted to 69 which I had only heard of. I wanted to cum s bad but i kept holding off because it felt like I had to piss real bad. I kept licking her pussy and she started moaning and getting wetting and told me to cum. I finally gave up and busted a nut in her mouth but she didn't swallow. She smiled and kissed me and said I was her puppy dog. I only saw her a couple times at the club after that. I saw her a lot at her house though and it was really awkward whenever I saw her husband. But she is the reason I have a thing for pale redheads and Strip Clubs.