Confessions of a stripperholic @ Dancers
Having trouble w/ the 2nd step of the stripper rehab program, I ventured out to Dancers on a solo mission to meet another potential new friend recommended to me by a friend. Got there @ 10:30 and ordered an ice cold mug of Amber Bock. This young lady was texting me from the dressing room while I was warding off the encircling plethora of lovely ladies vying for my money and attention. Lots of really cute young girls, some I recognized from BBF. Yes Ilapp, the cute Thai girl WAS for real. Anyhow, but what do my wandering eyes do appear but a beautiful blend of Puerto Rican and Caucasian w/ dreamy eyes plops her lovely arse onto my lap and I knew I was having a serious relapse. We chatted a bit and I partook of the lap dance area. True to form, we both wanted more but their strict no touch policy prevented me from caressing those succulent young breasts. However she did find that riding the "shooter" was excellent in her opinion. Take in in the VIP was offered but after consideration I said no due to the fact that my raincoat was left at home due to the hot weather. Takeout was discussed and then agreed upon but however after arriving home and briefly passing out I had to pass due to a rough day of traveling and the heat. We shall meet again, and soon...........
[QUOTE=Ilapp]Thought about this and really it is only a 2-step program requirement. First admit that you are a stripperholic, that you have a problem you can not conquer and that you need help and then #2 is the really important one to get right, and that is stay the hell out of strip clubs and as far away from strippers as you can, if not you are lost. Simple really[/QUOTE]
This thread just keeps getting better!
[QUOTE=Justguessing] Hmm I'm not sure anybody here realized that. [/QUOTE]
Wow, thanks for the clue!
After years experience picking up SWs - and similar intrigues - evidence here now lures me toward dabbling into stripahologic studies.
Strip clubs are a realm I've never really plumbed.
I need to find out if strippers will care for me more [personality wise, that is] than the average girl walking down the street!
And when is it time to enter the 2-step progam?
[QUOTE=Ilapp]Thought about this and really it is only a 2-step program requirement. First admit that you are a stripperholic, that you have a problem you can not conquer and that you need help and then #2 is the really important one to get right, and that is stay the hell out of strip clubs and as far away from strippers as you can, if not you are lost. Simple really[/QUOTE]
The first sign of stripperholic syndrome is: Answering your own posts about strippers.
I think it's time for a beer without naked breasts my friend.
FF
PS. The final sign of the syndrome is: Having sex with a married stripper at her place with your running shoes left on! Unless of course she has freckles.
I knew something was amiss
[QUOTE=Justaguyforu]Long time reader, first time poster and lover of strippers too. But. You dudes know that these girls are only after what they can get from you, right?[/QUOTE]
Light bulb on! A personal meeting with Jesus! Realization that one day I may die! I must pay taxes! Life is not always fair! This previously unknown fact about strippers has changed my life. I will, from this point forward, No Longer:
Take money with me to a strip club.
Fall in love with the first stripper who gets my D**K hard.
Believe everything she tells me to be the gospel according to strippers.
Look for love in the VIP or Lap Dance area.
Shell out $$ for her car, food, phone, dead pets, unemployed BF, recreational activities or any other non-worthy items.
Listen to the daily drama.
However if she promises me that she really likes me and wants to meet outside the club and gives me her digits, well the above quote makes no sense to me!
FF
PS. Especially if she will let me lick her freckles!