Business As Usual Or Lightning Strikes

I was at Cheetah WPB Sunday afternoon. I am happy to report that nothing has changed since the AMP busts. There is still a bevy of naked women to admire, touchy-feely lap dances, and a private room experience that will put a smile on your face.

I didn't expect much of a line up on a Sunday afternoon and I wasn't disappointed. It was a bunch of 5's and 6's. Thick or plain faced or both cubanas. I kept scanning the room, but didn't see much. Then, the second dancer called to the back stage came up. Holy shit! Where was she hiding? A tall, young, pretty brunette, very slender, with natural A cups got up on the stage. She was exactly what I look for. Guys were rubbing her body while handing up dollar tips. I joined the fun. This girl is not shy or inhibited. As she picked up her tips, she asked me if I would like to continue with some dances. Hell, yes! I was overcome with a feeling best described by the word "ripe".

So, we start with a lap dance. Halfway through the first song, she starts pulling down my zipper. She was going to give me a handy right there in the lap dance booth. I said that we should continue this in a private room. I asked what her fee was for the 30 minutes. She asked me to propose a number. I said 300. She said "I usually get 400, but I'll take 350 for you." At this point, money was just pieces of paper.