Ecstatic.
Well...I'm home. It was an interesting month, but I believe that we endured through the outfields just for the last few days of shopping and relative freedom.
I won't bore you guys with the details of outfield; if you really want the videos of HIMARS live firing, you can just go to Youtube to see flying rockets.
The interesting part was our one day of R n R. When we first arrived at Holiday Inn in Dallas, one of my first few thoughts was "Is there free WiFi?", followed by "I need to find a strip club."
Then we had our shopping trip at Allen Premium Outlet or some shit, but I'm not an avid shopper so I can't really explain to you why my friends really, physically, ran to the shops. I really don't understand their fervour for shopping, and I always thought that it was a female-only thing, so I'm more or less neutral. I walked.
When we arrived back at the hotel for dinner, my friends and I decided that a strip club for the rest of the night would be the best way to spend time. There are other options, but they didn't seem really interesting:
1) Dinner
2) Go to a bar
3) Walmart
Yea, a few of my friends chose to go Walmart instead. I really don't understand what they are thinking, we have our own supermarkets here too. But I guess they just want to be there to show that they've been to Walmart, something distinctly American.
Strip clubs, on the other hand, are hardly distinctly American.
But meh.
So I went to the people at the reception. I didn't quite know how to broach the subject so I plunged in "I'm not sure whether this is appropriate or not, but what's the legal age to go to a strip club here?"
The guy started laughing and consulted his friends for strip clubs which caters to people aged 18-21, and with my charisma I managed to secure the shuttle bus to bring us to the strip club. I believe the name of it is Ecstasy. I forget. But it's not the point. The cover charge was steep, 25 USD, and the place was quite empty (it was a Sunday night). When we first entered we were greeted by the sight of a nude woman doing her pole dance routine.
It was pretty impressive, but although we almost had the whole place to ourselves, my friends chose not to sit too close to the stage. I have no idea why, perhaps they were afraid to have strippers approaching them. But anyway, I sat the closest to the stage because if I paid 25 bucks for this, I sure as hell would want to get a better look.
After awhile, some guy working at the strip club went to get the girls to come and hit on us. I'll be honest here, no one has ever hit on me before, so it was interesting to have 3 girls approach my group of 10 and have the hottest of them all sit on my lap like it's a very natural thing to do.
So while I was in that situation I decided to make the most out of it. "Umm..I've never been to a strip club before, am I allowed to touch you or something?" "Yes, everywhere, except for the pussy, that's off limits. Some girls allow, but I respect myself and I don't." And then we made small talk about how I was shaking. Yes, I was shaking. I was quite nervous, I've never had a girl sit on me for so long, dressed so scantily. I've never had a girl on my lap who'd allow my hands to roam. So...yea.
And yea it was a pretty weird/awesome/awkward night. The other 2 girls left, but she was still on my lap. I have no idea why. Maybe she wanted to make sure that her initial investment (sitting on me) paid off, maybe she thought that I was a huge tipper. But anyway, I bought a dance for 20 USD, under the condition that she dance an extra one for all my friends, meaning she'd approach every single one of my friends and dance for them a short section of a song, and they'd in turn tip her. Think of it this way, one dance is the duration of an entire song that the club blasts. If each song is 4 minutes, she earns 20 USD every 4 minutes. But if my friends tip her 1 USD each, she'd only get 9 USD in total for 4 minutes of work. In short, she was on the losing end.
Well, I'm not sure why she took up that offer, perhaps she figured that she had nothing better to do anyway since there weren't any other customers, or maybe she likes me. I'm not sure, I'm not discounting that possibility. But either way, she danced for all my friends, and earnt possibly 13 USD. I'm not sure, my friends didn't all tip her 2 USD each.
But anyway, she sat on my lap throughout the 2 hours we were there for. And she gave me her number, and her Facebook. And we had a great time although I didn't get an erection at all, even when she was dancing. I don't know if I'm gay, but I really only watch straight porn.
I gave her a 2 dollar Singapore note as a souvenir, and god she was so ecstatic she jumped around and hugged me and kissed me on my cheeks twice. I told her it was the equivalent of around 1.50 USD, and she was like ohh I'm going to keep it in my locker and she left to do precisely that, and then she returned to my lap where she belonged.
It was like....having a cat. She's in your lap but you don't want to touch her genitals. Or at least, you don't want to touch her genitals all the time. It's weird to do that to a cat.
It was an interesting experience, and when she left to do her pole dance routine (god she's amazing with the pole, I can never do anything as agile/flexible as her, she can be a fucking gymnast), her friend, one of the other 2 girls who came over to us at the start of our trip, came up and sat beside me. I asked her why didn't she sit on my instead, and she was like "no I don't want to steal you from her, she really likes you. She has an Asian fetish by the way." And we had a pretty decent chat just sitting side by side. It was almost as if we were at a bar instead.
I don't know man. Strippers are girls too, and stripping is also..a kind of profession. I don't get this discrimination against them. I mean, of course if I have a girlfriend it wouldn't be optimal for her to be a stripper, I can't deal with the jealousy of the fact that many guys are going to get to see her naked.
But that doesn't mean that strippers are sluts, or that they're forced to be strippers because they are poor. I think it's just a different lifestyle, and frankly speaking their clientele might be easier to deal with than the average superior. You might think that it's really morally degrading to be a stripper, to cosy up to random guys practically naked, but I think it's equally degrading to eat shit from your boss while smiling for the sake of a promotion.
Being a stripper makes money too. I mean, you might think it's not an honorable profession, but at least she's making her own money for college (we discussed about her future study plans, a really weird thing to discuss when someone's sitting on your genitals) unlike the average lazy ass who sits around playing computer games living off their parents' money.
What have you done? Besides the holiday job that you took because your parents forced you to, with which you spent all the money you earnt on games, what have you done?
Money talks, I learnt that in a strip club. Money talks. And if I don't have the money, I wouldn't be so quick in passing such uninformed statements.
I don't know, pride has a lot of definitions and I'm very sure that the girl on my lap has pride.
Oh, and Facebook. I mean, I added her. I'd know.
-- 11/08/2012 03:59:00 AM
Home bound.
Getting home in 70 hours time. I can already anticipate the smell of copious semen. Ahhh I miss home.
I'm so purchasing a copy of playboy.
-- 11/04/2012 05:15:00 AM