First of all, I'm 20 and...

First of all, I'm 20 and technically shouldn't be allowed in any strip club in Georgia unless I'm employed there. However, I quickly learned the charm in follies is that there are literally no rules. It definitely also helped that I attended with one of my customers from Cheetah who spends good money.

The club I work at is well lit, upscale, pretty much the polar opposite of follies so this was definitely an experience for me.

When I first walked in around 3 in the afternoon one of the girls onstage leaned down and grabbed my ass. I realized I'd met her at my club before so it was cool to see a familiar face. It wreaked of weed, and I was soon offered an edible. I had to decline since I was working later.

At first I felt pretty uncomfortable, just because I know as a dancer I kind of hate female customers, only because they usually don't come to spend money. After I got a few drinks in me though I felt pretty at home.

At my club girls are often discouraged from really dancing. We don't have poles, and floor work isn't allowed, so I LOVED getting to see these girls really dance. However, I was generally pretty underwhelmed by the quality of the girls, but I'm also kind of picky. THEN I met Pistol. OMG. Creamy white skin, cute face, nice perky boobies, flat tummy, ass of an ANGEL. I really can't stress that last point enough.