A Trip Down Memory Lane

Well, what is a boy to do...the FC or PC? You go with the one that was there first, or it should be the 747 vs The PC, but I digress. I decided on the FC for my June visit to the "D".

Arrived early enough in the late afternoon, to scope out the talent and see if there was any new ones or old ones that I had not seen in a while. You go around 5, just to make sure that you are not rushed if you find an afternoon hottie. I usually sit at the bar, downstairs, have always liked it there, no need to go upstairs to check on the talent, since there is only 7-10 girls at the club and you will see the rotation after nursing a couple of beers. No, one really caught my eye, but it was around 6:00 when Lexa came past and Damn she smelled good, she was always one that knew her craft and has probably been dancing for 10 years now, I must have had a Back To The Future moment, because I had to get some dances from her. She did her usual set, and made a bee line to me...she must have that spidey stripper sense, or else the droll was noticeable. She greeted me like an old friend, now mine you I have never really done much more than laps with a HJ thrown in for good measure with this one, but when we got upstairs the gloves came off and she whispered in my ear that " I like to play hard, now", woh!, slow down sunshine, she quoted a reasonable number and my goodness, she delivered! Waiter, please send oxygen tank to the Upper Deck...