Well after writing the post about sleeping with a stripper I decided to take a field trip to my old stomping grounds, I haven’t been there in over a year.   I will give you the details of what went down in the strip club.

I walked in the joint about 9pm the crowd was kind of thin as I was walking towards the bar I pass some tall curvy chick.  I purposely did not look directly at her I just scanned her as I walked buy she looked like was getting a lot of attention.  At the bar was my #1 helper the chick that takes the orders for the bar.   I ask her how she’s been, about her daughter etc..  She likes to talk about her daughter so she came and sat down at my table every so often to talk.  That time spent talking was good because the chicks there saw me talking to her which makes them more comfortable.

The tall chick was on the stage looking like an amazon her belly was flat, nice hips, decent tits and a phat ass.  I walked up and put a few dollars in her g-string.  She is the prey for the field trip I will attack before I leave.

They had a decent stable of chicks there most were in there 20’s I singled out the sub par hoes, bad attitude, uglies and the crazy looking chicks.  I noticed the tall chick I mentioned earlier sitting at the other end of the bar chilling by herself.  She came by doing her rounds and shook my hand .. I never understood the hand shaking thing.  I tipped her about three dollars got her name and sent her on her way.  She was going to dance on the rear stage and I was going to put my plan into effect.   I was the only dude at the rear stage with her, she was rubbing her ass all on my hand as I slipped dollars in her thong.  Then she started booty bumping the railing and that ass was shaking and looking good.  I was really enjoying looking at this chick so I get a little conversation going, I asked her about herself and she’s just yacking away.

I sat there watching her do her routine checking out her curves move in time with the music.  I looked at her and dropped the hammer “What would I have to do to get your number?” she replied “Ask for it”.  Damn that was easy as hell I sat there a few more minutes watching her dance.  When she was done she walked over to a table with me and sat down.  She talked about where she went to school, how long she’s been in the area, what she does during the day time for work and how much she loves New York City.  She gave me her cell number and let me know it was best to call.  She let me know what nights she usually works I told her that I might stop by and check her one evening.

Well there you have it I made initial contact and got a number off a stripper who I had never seen before.  I used the techniques that I had outlined in my earlier post How to sleep with a stripper/exotic dancer

I must admit it was a lot of fun and when the amazon was bent over showing me assets I could not help but to imagine being behind her banging her hard trying to knock the taste out of her mouth.