Another incoherent rambling escapade from ya boi. Like and suscribe.
things about the decor and an imaginary vip room. There's a sign at at the very back to the right of the secondary stage advertising its existence. went gays in the army on that one. ddin't ask and didn't tell. well, that's only half true. I told you fine people.
3 budweisers and 6 a pop + 1 tip each... is math
5 at the door + 1
didn't visit the troll.
sampled three fine ladies.
three dances from delia? delilah? amazing body. thick. good movement. good focus. stops short of the goal. make friends with her. wonderful person. Not jealous...
two from isabel. they call her isa over the mic. she has the perfect spinner body. she was carved from granite to serve as a template of the perfect slim form. her thin, but expressive lips reddened by the tears of god himself. her ass was molded at the perfect size and shape. She is to be admired and looked at, but not touched. which is mostly what happened. mostly sits at the table before you hit the stage. pass. just pass. I knew, but thought I should confirm.
three from (?) her name eludes me. I should really have gotten her name. I'm not being coy. no idea. slim. a cups. not much ass. she has this permanent shit face. absolutely will not let it go. perfect gps imitation. she gives you moments to decide then dips. sarcastic and cruel on the surface. best dances of my life. warmed up. playful as hell. bubbly, generous, and just plain fun to be around. wonderful personality. ya never friggin know.
didn't get to try bambi. my own fault. I may or may not have played power games that may or may not have made her annoyed.
treat your club mommy well. she'll let you know when it's safe to get in the pool.
