Substitute

I dropped in recently late on a weekday afternoon. Neither of my favorite girls was working when I arrived. Through familiarity developed over the months with them, I always enjoy a range of very satisfactory dances. So I was disappointed, but I settled in for a tasty burger and beer and to view some sports on their bar TVs. After awhile, the only dancer on the floor (none on the stage) made her way over to me and reintroduced herself. She had danced for me once or twice previously. I agreed to two dances in the front-of-the-house glass booth, which are a little pricey at $40 or $45 each (oops!). There is less privacy of course there than in the back room, which is billed in 15-minute dance times. This dancer was petite and has nice proportional curves that were fun to trace. She finally got nude in the second song (remember, this is Massachusetts). She spent most of that dance gently resisting efforts to explore further. Still, this shapely and pleasant substitute girl had made my evening drive home a somewhat happy one.