An Expensive Primer On The Life Of A Stripper

Went on a Wednesday afternoon, when I had an hour to spare, looking for a simple VIP dance to load up the old spank bank. I really wanted to spend some money! I found the support staff to be extremely friendly and welcoming. Since no girls were dancing, the great looking bartender did "stage maintenance" where she crawled around with a rag shaking her ass, wiping nothing. That made me laugh.

I'm no spring chicken but man was the clientele, about 4 or 5 other dudes, old!

The first dancer danced, and boy did I want VIP with her. But she hightailed to one of the old dudes. Shoot. The next girl was even hotter, though. I tipped her well and flirted while she danced. She too went to an old dude. Dang. The third girl working was just okay, cute, but not for me. When she was done dancing she sat on her phone, when support staff walked up to her and clearly told her to ask me for a dance. I'd rather they didn't. Never the less, she came and asked me for a dance. I was running short on time, and who knows how long the hotter girls would be with the nursing home residents, so I said yes, I'd like a VIP. She seemed shocked.