Prince is dead!

Over by the airport again, hadn't been in for a while. Been going to Monroe's and Cheetah of late. Today the bar was the center of activity, got a cold draft, shooed off the same old mother of 6 that's become a fixture from way back. Got visited by a thin PR girlie, told me her name was Apollonia. I guess working the Prince angle is all the vogue today. He's dead, this one wasn't. She was cool to sit with while we watched a really big guy get some attention stage side. This guy was big. I'm sure he could feel the dancer playing with his stuff, but I know he couldn't see her.

Anyway, back to the bar. She convinced me that I should, so we did, and I discovered that she had both nipples pierced, and the hood of her clit pierced as well. She discovered that I never wear underwear in the summertime. I managed to get a pair of digits in and used my thumb on her piercing all inside the thong. She worked hard to make the event memorable, unfortunately using only her hand up the ol' shorts.

Not a bad day, stayed for a beer after the dance and headed west after.