As a result of shift work I was probably doing something as spicy as ironing a shirt whilst listening to Pete Tong's Friday night Essential Selection. Everybody was getting ready to go out while I was getting ready to go to bed, wack! This tune came on and I was instantly hypnotised by it's brooding beat and bassline while this girl eloquently recounted her life as an exotic dancer. It's a fantastically atmospheric house track with seriously dark undertones, perfect! I loved it.
Pleasant Gehman....cheeky but pleasant!
But it reminded me of a time visiting friends in Florida years back, they decided to take me out for an evening of beer and baps. I was a little uneasy of the promise of visiting a gentleman's club as I had never been to one before, especially under duress and also unsure of the etiquette of seeing other women's bosoms whilst in a relationship (albeit in a legal environment). My so called friends knew this and were making it worse by building it all up "we're gonna get you a free dance by saying you're British and it's your birthday, that should get the girls to flock to your jock". By the time we arrived I was in a right state, it felt like I was jumping into shark infested waters. My idea of walking in with a swagger like a scene from the movie Swingers, to hide my embarrassment, fell flat on it's face when I was confronted with a waitress completely 'starkers'. Shocked at seeing the unexpected sight of a girl 'tackle out', I didn't know where to look. If I looked up I could still see her for the mirrors, left or right were no good either as they were showing porn on giant screens and down would be obvious that I'd be checking out her 'panty hamster'. Despite a free dance and the closest an arse has ever been to my face, I was really hating life!
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