After getting
only two hours of sleep Tuesday night I decided I needed the
day off so I called in at work with a phony excuse. I told
them I was dying of a 110º fever. Little did I know later
that night some my co-workers ended up at the VB VIP, and they
didn't seem to buy my 110º fever. In fact they told me I was
full of  . I figured the only way to keep their
mouths shut was to get them a few drinks which worked out
pretty well.
Now that I think about it I must have been really fucken sick
yesterday, since I was so damn generous with the everyone. I
ended up treating everyone from the  -Posse with a lap dance. I
got Dane a dance from Panther. I got Isis to molest Rab. I
tried to brighten StraDawg day with a couple from Sunshine.
Tres and Jete also got a little Sunshine last night courtesy
of me. Not only that I also got a few dances for a few of my
closer friends that showed up that night. That right there
proves I was fucken sick. Who ever said it is better to give
than to receive is a fucken idiot, or maybe he was gay. After
spending almost 2 bills on dances for other people I figured
it was about time for me to have a little fun.
I ended up starting with a set of four with Michelle. She is
by far the hottest girl this club has to offer. She is really
tall and has a great body with a perfect tan. The only problem
was that she was pretty mechanical during her lap dances last
night. I felt like I was getting a fucken lap dance from
Robocop. I remember her being very sensual last time. Maybe it
was just one of those days for her. It was still worth the
money just to get a close birds eye view of her.
Then I went with a set of four with Isis. She is not only
extremely beautiful, but gives a pretty good lap dance. It's
not necessarily my favorite type of dance since it mainly
consists of grinding, which was more painful than anything. In
fact I got a rug burn on my two inch  . She was
grinding so hard she even broke the damn center partition with
her knees. Not only that she almost ruined my plans with Lisa
Marie for the night but somehow the little guy got back up. He
might not be big but he can sure take a licking and keep on
ticking. The bastard has heart.
I figured it was about that time so I started looking for Lisa
Marie for about half an hour until gave up and grabbed Gemini.
As we were walking towards the booth we bumped into Lisa
Marie. I then figured what can be better than getting a double
from Lisa Marie and her sister. Being the demented fuck that I
am, I asked them if they would give me a double but they were
pretty hesitant at first, especially Lisa Marie, but after a
few minutes I convinced them to do it. The only problem now
was Lisa Marie was on the back stage next so I just took off
with Gemini for the time being.
I got a session of four from Gemini which was absolutely
amazing. God damn I love Puerto Rican dancers. Not only does
she have a perfect body, but give one of the most sensual lap
dances around. I was shocked that she has only been whoring,
stripping or what ever you want to call it for only 2 months.
I think she deserves the rookie of the year award for
strippers. I would be glad to make a golden  trophy for
her. After a great set I told her to get her little sister so
we can have some fun.
The only problem now was that Lisa Marie was nowhere to be
found so I went back to join the Z-posse for a bit. Before I
knew it Lisa Marie was on the main stage so I convinced Tres
to go up to the rail with me. I took it back old school and
gave Lisa Marie a $30 tip, sort of like the Honey days. Tres
also tipped $20 of his own. Despite the $50 between the two of
us we got no love. We had the worst fucken seats possible all
the way at the end of the stage next to the fucken shower. I
might have got a glimpse of her back, but I wasn't too sure.
At least she I got a chance to tell her I was ready for my
doubles and that I was getting inpatient.
Minutes later I took off with her and her sister for some
doubles. Just my luck all the fucken booths were taken. We
ended up waiting in the VIP area for an open booth. The wait
was worse than the lines at Magic Mountain. After what felt
like an eternity in the making we got a booth and all hell
broke loose. It was like a fucken dream come true with the
both of them. The great part was that instead of molesting
themselves which is what usually happens during doubles they
both molested me. I was in heaven for the five songs I stayed.
My reached new heights in the booth. I
never knew I had it in me.
After the five doubles I told Gemini to get lost and continued
with my marathon lap with Lisa Marie. The unbelievable
happened in the booth with her. She stuck the entire two
inches in her mouth. It was like heaven. I never thought I
would let such a thing happen. I mean she was sucked on it
like a vacuum and all my blood was flowing there. Not only was
she sucking on it but her eyes were staring right into my eyes
which hypnotized me and made it just so much better. I never
experienced so much pleasure from such a simple act in my
life. I was absolutely in awe. I know what you demented fucks
are thinking but it wasn't my it was my thumb. I
thought Benn was loosing it when he said he actually like the
finger sucking but now I am a hundred percent with him. God
bless the finger sucking hoes. After ten great songs from her,
I decided to call it a night for laps. I figured why try
topping something that can't be toped.
I then went back to join the Z-posse and mingled for the rest
of the night and tip a few dollars here and there on stage. I
would like to thank Erip, Elan, Eric, Eric's friend, Dane, Rab,
Jete, Jete's gf, Devon, RG, MrP, EC, EC 's friend, Prada,
Coach, Rick, Steve, and AndyE for showing up and making it a
great night. Sorry if I missed anyone, those damn strippers
traumatized me last night.
On the drive home I decided to stop by Norms to get something
to eat. I was starving after spending eight hours and six
bills. I ended up bumping into Lucano and Christian so I
joined them for the rest of the night and told them all about
my new fetish. I couldn't believe it but the waitress told me
they were out of the Texas-Size Porterhouse. They only had the
regular sized one. What the hell was I to do, there was no way
in hell a little piece of dog meat was going to fill me. Maybe
this was a sign of some sort from God telling me to get the
hell out of the -Posse, anyhow before I knew it was 4
am. When I finally got home that night I ended up finding
myself laying in bed with my thumb in my mouth. I never slept
so good in my life. |
