Bridgeport Outing

My original plans fell through on Friday so I went to PM sometime around 7 or 8 pm. I thought I was prepared to encounter a certain level of stank (I mean that in the most respectful way possible) But I was pretty dumbfounded once I got past the guy with the metal detector. Most of the girls made me cringe and I thought about just leaving but the little head was squawking loudly. There was a tiny dancer named diamond who seemed cute and had no flab. We did top less can for 6 and I high tailed it out of there. She was nice enough and certainly worked hard to overcome the lack of sensation from the cover.

I appreciate a place that is so no-nonsense, but if diamond had not been there I wouldn't have gone with any other girl.