Just a little story I wanted to share with all of you. Last night we had to do an extravaganza (sell the clubs merchandise during two songs) and this guy waves me over to dance for him. No one else wsa biting and the time limit to find a customer was just about up so it was perfect. Until I got there.
Those shorts! Those little silky, shiny, thin running shorts! So I stand there looking down at him take off my top and say;
"Wow, those are some pretty fancy shorts you have on. Are you a runner?"
(turned around and bent over, wiggled ass)
"Nooo, I mean, I ran in college a bit."
(turned back around to face him)
"Oh, I see, were you jogging earlier then?"
(turned around, wiggle ass)
"Uh yah...earlier I was."
(Faced him)
"MmmHmm. And did you take a shower, or did you come straight here from your jog?"
(ass)
"Oh, I showered."
(face)
"And then you put your fancy little shorts back on?"
(ass)
"uhm...."
(Looking at him from between the legs)
"You're gross. You know you're gross right?"
"uhm..."
(face)
"Because either you enjoy wearing sweaty, dirty shorts to a strip club, or you enjoy wearing those stupid, silky, thin, little shorts to a strip club, and either way....it's gross. Do you wear those to the strip club so we can feel your erection?"
"well....I do get excited...but I can't help it, you all are just so amazing"
"What's amazing is that you actually believe your own bullshit. By the way...the two songs are over, here's your T-shirt, that's $20."
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