When I was in college, mid 20s, I went to a strip club with some friends (I’m female). There was this gorgeous stripper there that was on the pole– guys, she looked like Princess Jasmine! Just like her. Covered in sparkles. I wanted her something fierce, not gonna lie.
Went up to the stage, and kept giving her dollars, so she’d do stuff to me (at this particular strip club we used to frequent, the strippers would do things to females that they wouldn’t to men, when given a dollar– lick or bite your neck, straddle you completely and grind, kiss you…), and after her song ended, she leaned over the stage and looked me in the eye with this… considering look, I guess? I’ll never forget the look she gave me. She goes “There is just something about you… do you wanna go into a private room with me?” I just nodded.
She came off the stage, and led me to one of the private dance rooms where they had couches that you could recline on with curtains around them for privacy. We laid down on the couch and stayed there for… 20 minutes? We basically had sex back there.
