A new experience

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I got back from vacation yesterday evening, I had a really wonderful, relaxing time, but I would have to say that Wednesday night was the best part of the whole trip. I did something then I'd never even contemplated doing before; I told someone I'd just met about myself.

Her name was Fallon, a gorgeous young woman with light brown skin and black hair in a sassy little short style. She had this adorable little gap between her front teeth and a lithe, supple body with small breasts. Now, to be totally honest, by the time I revealed my most closely guarded secret to her, we weren't exactly strangers anymore. For much of the time we had been enjoying each others company, she was pretty much naked, except for a thong and her four-inch heels, and in a physical sense at least I had gotten to know her very well.

That's right, Fallon is a stripper. That's not her real name of course, and even though she did tell me her real name, I wouldn't think of revealing that here. Yes, I went to a 'gentleman's club' called Scarlett's, which, after some pre-vacation research, I had learned is considered to be one of the top clubs in the country.

So why did I go? Well first, there was a research angle. I have an upcoming project that will place a character in such a club, and I wanted to be able to convey what it's like properly. Mainly though, I was just curious, and I wanted to do something wild, something totally out of character for me, that I might have thought about before but never had the nerve to do.

So I went to Scarlett's - which necessitated another first, a ride in a taxi. Yes, that's right, in my entire 45 years I had never been in a taxi before. I've always lived in fairly sparse, rural areas, and while we do have taxi service here, it's just something I never needed. I was not foolish enough, however, to drive the six miles to Scarlett's, where I did intend to have more than a few drinks.

The club wasn't that impressive on the outside. Scarlett's is nestled next to I-95, just off Hallandale Beach Blvd. in an area dominated by retail outlets; an office Max (or Depot, can't remember which) just next door, some fast food places and small shopping centers. The club itself is in what I gather was once a warehouse, and the exterior is rather sedate, white with pink accents.

Inside was quite a different story. I'm not a 'clubber' of course, but what I saw inside was a very nice, upscale looking club. It was around 4 in the afternoon when I arrived and the place was not very crowded, which had been intentional on my part - I didn't want to just jump into the deep end. I'd say there were about a dozen girls in evidence, and probably about the same number of customers. It seemed a bit small, but I noticed there were curtained off areas, which I later found out were opened up to provide access to additional areas as the place got busier.

The seating as quite comfortable, as one would expect, and it was fairly dark though not 'shady' in any way. The main stage was shaped like a bone, with two poles, and there were four smaller satellite stages encircling the main area, with one pole each.

I chose a seat and was quickly approached by a very beautiful, busty waitress dressed in a tightly laced black bustier and matching panties with fishnet stockings and, of course, very high heels. I gave her my drink order and settled down to watch the two ladies dancing on the main stage. I later found out that the waitresses were just that - they don't dance.

It didn't take more than five minutes for the first dancer to approach me. She sat down in the chair next to me, rubbed my arm in a very sensuous manner and introduced herself. I wish I could remember her name, but I was a bit overwhelmed, and I have never been very good with names. She had a rather pronounced accent, and I do remember that she told me she was from Brazil. She was very exotic and lovely, with long, dark hair and generous breasts, and after asking if it was all right to touch me, she got very ... touchy. She asked if this was my first time there, and I told her it was my first time ever in a club like that ... honest!

We talked for a little bit. I told her I needed a little time to have a drink or two and loosen up - I really was quite nervous. She explained to me about the different dances that were available, then she kissed me on the cheek and left me to get acclimated, with a nice little glow.

Hmmm, I think that's enough for now, I don't want this to turn into a novel. I'll post more a little later ... if anyone's interested. Haha ... kidding! I'm gonna post it anyway!

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Oh the depths you had to go to do the proper research. You poor soul! Having to go into a place like that. Well if you had to ... :)
-grover

Such dedication

I think it's time I reseached that four-way with me and those Playboy Triplets from Minneapolis.

We who are about to die salute you!

The things you have to suffer though for your art.

John in Wauwatosa

P.S. Oddly I worked with a stripper once in a retail establisment. She was a cute, petite 19 year old slender built lightskinned African American girl and apparantly moderateley popular in the Milwaukee area clubs but Tweety, what a nickname, would never tell us where she worked. The guys were salivating at the thought. I would have gone just to be supportive of her, you under stand. She was one of the best workers we had and reliable. I think the stripping was to, and yes I know this is a line many strippers supposedly use in clubs, help pay her way through college. In her case she really was a UW-Milwaukee student.

I knew at least one other girl years before at UWM who danced to earn extra income. I sure hope they had good security and a honest manager as I understand that can be a very dangerous job.

John in Wauwatosa