“Isn’t that the point of being in a strip club?” Johnny ask

“No… the point is having cloths first, THEN STRIP, as in a STRIP club… see the pattern?… first you see the cloths then you don’t”

“Here they just skip the first step” I smile a little. Then Johnny finds a table and we sit there. We order a round of beer and just sit there looking at the dancers.

“Hey mother fuckers!” This dude comes out screaming and everyone yells back “How you guys doing so far? Good, good this is your man 50cent if you don’t know me, so I got to ask did you like Samantha? She’s a nice peace of ass don’t you think?” peace of ass… great that how he refers to woman…  wow we are getting better right? “So if you like her ass I got to tell you you’re going to like this ass… she’s a new one so let me know if you like ok? She’s called…. Suga’Mama!

We look at each other laughing at the stupid name and then the music starts… is a slow yet fun rhythm…. Sexy…then this… this… goddess came out… yes goddess because she’s beautiful, nothing like I’ve seen before. Immediately my heart beats harder and harder… I look at the guys to see if they are thinking the same, Jenny doesn’t look as bored as usual and Dana has her mouth open like a moron… Johnny… he has a dirty smile on his face… is disgusting. The goddess comes to the middle of the stage and starts dancing. People start screaming ‘take it off’ and ‘Show that ass baby’ just rude… I always hated how they talk here… really… Anyways she takes her Green Jacket off reveling a black bra… and her.. fuck… I really can’t think… I don’t think I can form a sentence right now… her body is freaking tight in all the right places and her tan… oh god, I didn’t think it existed a woman so hot as this one… The way she moves is intoxicating… She starts touching her self all over and all I want right now is to be her hands… I lean forward because I want a closer look. Her hands go down to unbutton her pants and I wanna be her pants… she plays hard to get making us wait and I feel my self getting exited more and more but she still doesn’t take her pants off… when she did I was happy, because I one more second and I was going to yell at her to take it off… I feel stupid getting exited over a dance… she takes her pants off reviling a black panty matching her bra. Her legs are…. Are… I don’t know…. Shinny… likable…  and I can’t help but look in-between her legs and I feel like a perv, but I can’t stop looking. She dances some more and did I say she was perfect? Then her hands go behind to her back touching the hook of her bra and she looks at me…. everything turned silent… everything force… she looked at me and I looked at her… she stopped moving and she had a shocked look in her face. Then she looks worried, looks to the side and at me again… By the look of her face, she was asking me what am I doing here? people start yelling at her and I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what’s happening but she stopped what she was doing and ran off back stage.