Had an afternoon to kill. ...

Had an afternoon to kill. Parked, smoked a little sativa, and walked into my version of heaven. Dark, but not BSC dark. Wand job at the door, no cover. Grab a seat at table. Busy enough to not feel awkward walking into a club in the middle of the day. Nice amount of 7 to 8's to choose from. One stage, multiple poles, one dancer at a time for 2 songs. Then the fun started. Very cute, very bubbly, probably crazy stripper, whose name evades me, sits on my lap. I'm new to this, not sure how to approach the subject of mileage, but she led right in with the value of VIP. She took me to the backroom, and was all hands, and happiness. $150, cover, and a BJ. Turns out she is just the right amount of crazy.

Honorable