Had a lot of fun. Got 2 girls numbers.
I went in there planning on just tipping on stage. In the past when I've gone to strip clubs, sometimes I would just sit at the bar and not tip anything to the dancers lol but not this time. So I tipped this one girl like $5 in 1's, and she came and talked to me. That's how you get them to talk to you and get to know them better because they're there to work so even if they like you, they may not spend a lot of time talking to you if you don't give them something because they need to get paid.
So I talked to that girl. Conversation went okay, just basic stuff. But then another girl got on stage and I tipped her about $5. Then, she came and talked to me and she said she loved my accent (didn't know I had one),
and that I smelled AMAZING. This was the first time I ever went out wearing cologne and I never realized what a big difference it could make. So by the time I was pretty drunk, I decided to get a dance from her. I said I had to go to the bathroom first, but I really went in there to pump up my bionic d1ck to make sure she felt it while she was giving me the dance. She definitely felt it and she grabbed it with her hand a few times. She kept rubbing against it with her butt, hand, or knee. When she was leaning over me, I said...
Me: I want to fvck you so bad.
Her: At least you're honest.
Me: You should come over to my house some day. Doesn't have to be tonight.
Her: Okay, but you have to rub my back and cook for me too.
Me: Okay.
Then when the dance was over, she wrote her number on a napkin with her name and a heart, and I texted her so she had my number, and she texted back. This girl was 22 years old and half Puerto Rican and half Russian.
Then later in the night, there was another girl who I think said she was full Puerto Rican.
I got a dance from her and same thing she was rubbing all over my bionic d1ck. I think we talked about that, but by this time I was very drunk. I actually talked to her for like an hour but it's hard to remember drunk conversations. But we talked about quite a lot of things, and I remember I kept pulling her shirt down every time she tried to put it back up. I got her number and texted her so she had mine. Then after I got home, I sent her a drunk text that said...
Me: Hey this is (my name), I met you at the strip club. I had fun talking to you tonight, let me know if you want to talk some more or meet
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Her (20 minutes later): Yes I do