A Perv’s Playing Ground-This Was A Lot Of Fun

I’m a strip club degenerate perv. I did the strip club tour last weekend but needed another perv high. So I went to Pandoras…again. I’ve said before that Kittens is becoming my new stomping ground, but nothing can replace the safety and comfort of the old one. Plus Lake City is a much better neighborhood. Why navigate between warehouses and railroad tracks-the workplaces of the peons- when you can park next to yuppy upper-middle class apartment complexes and the occasional Vietnamese cuisine FDA non-compliant establishment? Call me bourgeoisie. Maybe I just like Pandoras so much because it’s in the vicinity of my alma mater. Anyway, I ran into Seattle’s favorite Brazilian milf…again. The Mexican milf was otherwise occupied…as in knee pads LDA fun.

I went in around one and was greeted by the manager milf, and it’s too fucking bad she’s the manager. Eyeing her goods as I took my seat, I couldn’t help but think how much I’d enjoy her twerking on stage…and naked on my lap. My apologies if she’s some closeted feminist studies major.

The full crew was out. Simone was twerking naked on stage as I took my seat, a perv appetizer. Jade was burning time at the bar stand and she subsequently glided over to me couch, of which I was the only occupant. A few other pervs sat on chairs near the rack, one who was fondling Stella’s ass and striking up what I’m sure was some intellectually stimulating conversation. Probably about Renaissance art most likely. Definitely not about her knee drop skills in the LDA. Or maybe so, considering that’s where they headed a couple minutes later.

Anyway, Jade is renowned for her choir girl code of conduct. My local school zone has more mileage. So I politely declined the sell. I was looking for Monse but she was nowhere to be seen, although I had a good idea where she was. As Jade was leaving Luna made a sudden appearance from the stripper room, and I knew immediately it was going to be her. And that’s what happened. We made eye contact. A flash of recognition. She

walked over.