Went to Oasis for their customer...

Went to Oasis for their customer appreciation night on Friday. Others right below me have described the layout and covers and what not so I won't repeat. What I do want to talk about is a new young lady (at least new to me) there named CJ. She absolutely gorgeous. Blonde and a pretty good boob job that turns pretty much every head in the room. She sauntered over to me and sat in my lap and started making small talk about how she liked my clothes and what not. Before I go on, I gotta thank you guys for convincing me to leave the sweats, shorts and tennis shoes at home and dress up for the club. For one, thin dress pants give you just as much feeling as some sweats or athletic shorts and two, the ladies have been flocking to my appearance of wealth.

But anyway, CJ and I were hitting it off pretty good and she had a hip swivel that she was doing in my lap to the music and every time she laughed that was driving me crazy. I got a dance from her on the floor which was almost Follies-like in its contact and the saleswoman closed the deal on me. She got me to agree to VIP which I almost never do because it's waaaayy overpriced for what you get and then there's no guarantee to what you're going to get. Some guys like the crapshot that VIP is and try to find those diamonds in the rough, but I prefer knowing ahead of time what I'm paying for. Luckily for me the stars were in alignment to intervene for me. VIP wait tonight was 2 hours! CJ was draped over me rubbing my lower stomach whispering in my ear asking if I could wait for her, tongue touching it ever so slightly, and almost, almost melted right there. It never ceases to amaze me the power a sexy woman has over me. Luckily I had to pick someone up from the airport in a couple of hours, so I told her I'd have to take a raincheck.

At this point most ladies, knowing that their goal of VIP is now off the table, would move on to the next mark/John/client. CJ lingered around with me for a while longer, laughing and joking with me, getting the occasional dance and overall making me feel like her goal was to spend time with me and not just empty my wallet. She's a real pro. She wasn't just thinking about fleecing me tonight. Oh no. She knows that I frequent the club and she was setting me up to fleece me tomorrow night and the night after that and the night after that! And I'll be damned if it's not working! But then again, isn't that the experience that we're paying for when we go to the SC? So for the time being, I've found my new hobby: putting CJ through school, or helping pay for her mother's surgery or whatever other stripper lie she's whispering into my for why she's dancing.