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The dancer asked me a question I'd heard so often. Just yes or no. Yet it got me going each time. So much promise. Just five words plus a question mark. Every time I'd hear it, my dick got harder and bigger.

"Do you want a condom?"

Do I want a condom? This was a dancer who had already agreed…

You would think a handjob would be easy. And for pros who rely on handjobs for a significant portion of their income, you would expect expertise. And yet there is so much mediocrity.

Just this week, for instance. A slim, young attractive dancer settled into the stool next to mine and suggested we share a drink. Her hand was in…

Something has been missing from the strip club fantasy. It may have been missing forever. It's not something you can see. It's something you can't hear.

Dirty talk. In a world dedicated to our sexual imagination, to the illusion that she is preferred at that moment to the women in our real lives, it's missing and missed.

Think about it.…

So I'm in the back with a totally hot number. We don't fuck or anything. But she is straddling me and pulls my dick out. She spends much of the session rubbing her pussy on…

I haven't come in a month. All that jizz has been building up. Now what? I'm taking suggestions. Already a pretty fair cummer, this one is going to be a gusher.

It's a serious question.…

One of the most pathetic things I've ever seen at a strip club isn't a nasty, flabby ass. It was a fellow monger hitting the ATM three times in a little more than an hour.…