It was fine... might've been better if I knew what I was doing....

I haven't been to a strip club in years. Last time I was underage and scared witless. Saw a pussy and I didn't know what I was looking at - outside of the fact I liked it very, very much. I was there with a pal who got a lap dance. Said he almost came in his pants. He was very excited, but me... I was blushing hard and ready to run (since, you know, jizzing at that point in my life was always shame upon shame).

Cut to: I'm in my 30s. Down and out in LA. Stopped in near the Rhino complex for a bottle of water and stayed for the pussy.

I had a few hundred bucks on me in cash. And I was ready to spend it. I wanted that lap dance my buddy had so many years ago... with less shame!