Complexity is the Majestic - Book 2

Trustworthy

Routine.

I didn't even feel the true urge to go. My xmas romp with Ally keeping me sane for multiple days- I really needed it, a true release. But now I'm stuck in that strip club addiction routine and it'll be hard to break.

Club bound. Late. 3 hours- what can happen? I've said that before and something always happens.

I'm not using the credit card this time goddamnit, I tell myself. I will dig myself out of this bucket of stripper born debt.

Getting to the club she's in a room- great, let's go I think to myself. No we'll hold out. An hour goes by and the club is a lifeless hunk of flesh. Few girls truly interest me other than Vera. Suddenly I feel the notion that shouldn't be there- I didn't really feel the pull, why did I come here?

A tall beauty struts the stage. She's tall, alluring, I've seen her before. I love her swank "fuck you" like grace. Its the kind of classic stripper of old grace. She's been dancing for a long time I figure. Six guys at the stage and hardly anyone tipping. Typical of this club.

I sit in a fixed stare at this all beauty. You can get lost in a good gaze. Eye contact, usually deadly, but tonight I want a dance from this woman.

I break basecamp about three tables back from the stage, stroll on over and tip her 2 bucks. She does a nice booty grind. I think of the dance I'd get from her, I think of the pelvic movements and then I picture her personality- good, bad, does it matter?

Sitting back down I watch her as her songs play out. Beers keep appearing from management, they're eager for me to spend, how thoughtful of them.

Sure enough she descends from the main stage and makes a bee line my way, the eye contact, the fixed stare oh so purposeful. She introduces herself as Raven. She asks me for a dance. I accept, let's fly this kite.

Getting into the dance room, up close and person she is tall, she is built, all natural, that's a plus. Too many girls these days get boob jobs- stay natural ladies, hats off to true stimulation. Her personality is witty, rough neck kinda gal. Someone who'd gladly spend your cash without hesitation, would I expect anything else? She's a bigger girl- my mind wanders, why Vera, why her build? I get into the petite athletic type I guess. This girl is larger than Vera but definitely not big per say, just taller, more hips, more material.

The dance is good, but dunno if i'd fly that kite again, I'm gun shy on forming too many new connections, new relationships, unless they're wildly apparently they need to happen.

Back at basecamp.

Another 30 minutes goes by.

Another ringer- Demi. Travis tells me to look out for this one. She is a bit taller than Vera, quite the rack and a booty to boot. She'd be good competition for Vera- provided Vera recognizes competition.

Demi sits down and we begin stripper to guy 101 banter- all the usual questions, how long dancing, favorite kind of guys, colors, the usual hello crap. I always like making up questions- I give her one.

"Ok 4 guys enter the club, Indian, Chinese, White, Black.. which one do you to for a dance first?" I say, not trying to be racist per say but I'm always curious the racial breakdowns and sort of typical guy norms by race. I have my logic based largely off observation but I like giving girls fun questions that force them to think about known patterns they've experienced.

"Well definitely not the Indian... those guys always touching vagina, ya gotta beat them off with a stick..." Demi laughs. She's pretty cute. Articulate. Great eyes. You can see aspects of her personality come thru on questions like these.