Gentlemens Night Out

Four boys. Spent all day in Scottsdale looking at toys. Where would four boys go? Four boys revved up on gas fumes, and auctioneers crazy gibberish, that everybody else seems to be nodding at? We went to BSC!! It's been a minute. Girls are younger, turns out, I got older. Wow. Beautiful women. All shapes and sizes, but honestly it felt like small tits are "in style". We watched from seats in front of 4 very large TVs. Strange location, two rows separated us from stage one, AND stage two. The light from the TV's are bright if you sit there, which allows you to see the dancers better. We each found a cutie for $10 floor dances.

Drinks felt more expensive, at $8.00 each, really well made. We all then took a turn upstairs with different dancers. I found a tree, by another name. Also my favorite tree. They always look sad, the willow that is. She has the best body. period.

Really amazing grind. Offered no more, and I asked her for no more. Four songs $80 plus a twenty tip. $30 from each of us to the bar, and tips to the girls, and it was worth every frickin dime! It was like a time warp to my happier days. Bring money (downside), but these girls are way better looking than whomever you are fucking this week (upside). I would never sit in front of those TV's again, but I'm definitely going back. Oh yeah, we paid a cover...$10 each. I went to a table marked RESERVED = $40 to the doorman. It puts you dead smack in front of stage one, but not on the rail. NO thank you. I don't have fuck you money... yet. If I did, on a busy Saturday night... trying to prove who has the bigger stack... yeah I'd by the table. But that's not me, I'm no roller, and neither are my friends. We got mortgages.