Bad Ju Ju night

I been away from the scene for 7 weeks. So, I decided to revisited my favorite club on a Wednesday. I had an extra hour to kill before I needed to returned home. So, I had planned to spend 3 hours at the club. It was a traditional slow start with only 6 dancers on the floor. One was Dream, whom I would call a "classic stripper". Dream was a dream 20 years ago. Back then, She was a high yellow, hazel eye specimen with a tight banging body. Now, She has a core group of regulars that seem to enjoy nostalgic high milage trips down memory lane. Also, there was another speciality dancer, she was a 220 lbs 4'11" butterball with a big fluffy ass. She was doing a lot of business with ass aficionados who were loving dat ass.

There were four other reasonably attractive dancers that were in the 7.0 to 8.0 range. They were the traditional "thickum" that seemed to be the rage at AA strip clubs. However, only one guy was dancing with them. He was a slight guy of India descent. He was reveling in the richness of dark chocolate and when they sat on his lap, he seemed to disappear. All you could see were a pair of arms wrap around the dancer's waist.

Two more dancers arrived and one was a legitimate 8.5 red haired dancer. She was spectacular with tits and ass for days. There were six guys on my side, Yet, the only guy dancing was my Indian brother. I was perplexed, if my running partner( who loves thick women) had been with me he would have been dancing nonstop with two handful of ass. He would have been drooling on himself.