Missing a friend

A dancer who I knew VERY well a couple of years ago recently contacted me, sending a home made video of her in her bathtub with strategically placed soap bubbles. I texted my thanks and had a lengthy text conversation. She needed money in order to lock down an apartment for her and her infant daughter. I sent her what she needed and she told me that she had returned to stripping, this time at Foxy Lady Providence.We were planning to get together there and time after time issues interfered.

Yesterday she promised she was working today. I arrived at 1:00 and as is the case in most clubs, coming out of the sun into the dark made me stop until my eyes adjusted. It had been several years since I’d been there and I knew the club had been closed by the city due to the arrest of 3 dancers for prostitution. Upon reopening the VIP area was closed, but was now open.

I sat at the bar with the stage to my left and a free buffet to my right. The club is squeaky clean, well appointed. and a comfortable place to visit. There was a tall AA dancer on stage with the biggest Afro hairdo I’d seen since Angela Davis, but what a body! And she was a good dancer. On stage it was topless only. There was only one customer sitting at the stage and the dancer performed for him as he kept the dollar bills coming.

There was no sign of my old friend and the bartender didn’t know the name. The bartender was inattentive and a hefty young woman. A Captain & Coke was $8.00 plus a $2 tip. I sent my friend a text saying I was at the bar and got no response. As I sat I overheard 2 dancers talking. It was day #1 in the wide wide world of stripping for one cute 20 year old. She asked if she could sit beside me and I offered to buy her a drink. Finally got the barkeep’s attention and my new friend said she’d have what I had. We talked and I could tell she was struggling financially and to her credit she didn’t talk about it. She did have a constant patter of stripper shit ( you’re so muscular! I’m not; how could you fit all your life experiences into one life? And you’re so young! I’m not. How do you stay so slim? 40” waist is slim?)

It was after 2:00 and no sign of my friend so I took the newbie for 2 lap dances ($50 + $10 tip). She stripped to her panties, sat on my left leg and massaged my back, pulled my golf shirt out of my slacks & ran her hands over my chest, licked my ear(?), put my hands on her breasts, pulled my head down to suckle her and started talking about getting her pants off in VIP.