Back to the Hi-Liter again. I...

Back to the Hi-Liter again. I keep telling my wife I need office supplies haha

I arrive later than normal. The place is more full than I am used to seeing on a weekday afternoon. I arrive about 4pm; more girls than normal also, quite a few new faces.

I am immediately approached by an average looking Darla. Very average to below face but her ass is tight, young and spankable (if you are into that) dark hair, freckles and I don’t recall tats. She is immediately telling me her issues in life like we are old friends but most importantly – I don’t give a flying fluck. Anyway, blah blah blah she is cool and kinda tipping her OTC hand to me in a suspicious way so I play along and buy her a beer. We joke around for a bit and get 6 dances – all average nothing special – when it comes down to OTC all talk no action and she wanted a king’s ransom stating she could make that much or more in the club… Now I am thinking to myself, if she was able to make this much in the club would she really have all those life issues (all related to lack of money) with cars, roommates, friends and others. NO is the answer. So I was played and I admit to playing along.