Hit BSG on a Friday night...

Hit BSG on a Friday night about 10PM. Got in with a free pass I found online, and the place was pretty busy, about 20 girls working but unfortunately not a lot of knockouts. [I believe Americans, and American women in general, and thus strippers specifically, are getting too damn fat for their own good. "Normal" seems to be chunky these days. It's too bad. I still like my women lean and mean. But I digress...]

Not much happening until I saw Alicia, a YOUNG long lean strawberry blonde with NO tits and an ass so tight I could've bounced a quarter off it. Nice dancing skills onstage, good eye contact. The club was having a 2- or 3-for-one promotion, so I let her take me upstairs for some private action. No extra fees to the bird dog, I paid $100 for three songs. Yeah, I know that's a lot, but they were long songs and Alicia, while she wasn't the best lapdancer I've ever had, gave it a heroic effort. She was super nice and conversational before the show started, then spent plenty of time waving and rubbing her tight little ass with its perfect puckery butthole at/on me, knowing I loved every fucking minute of it. [I bought another set of three immediately afterwards.]

Alicia said it was only her fourth night working in the club (she wasn't even clear on prices in the private room) and I predict she'll make a killing if she stays. Would have liked to get a hand on those perfect little nipples, too, but that's strictly verboten at BSG. (That's what they say anyway; I've copped a feel years ago, but thost days seem to be gone. Too bad.)