stripper ☻ phan

fourteen

moments after the waitress left, the two looked over the menus, scanning each column and section for something to eat.

after spotting both what they would like, they awaited the waitresses return to order their meals.

"so would you like to order drinks?" erika, the waitress, asked.

"yes! i will have a champagne," phil ordered.

"one for me too," dan chimed in.

"coming right up, ill bring your drinks then take your food order!" erika happily slipped away.

the two stares at eachother, not with any other emotions except, lust. the waitress returned quickly with the couples champagnes and took their orders. once she had left, phil started a conversation.

"so dan, how did you get into being a stripper?" phil laughed.

"pretty simple, one night i was out with friends and there was an open pole night, so for the hell of it i did it. i was told to be really good, so i started doing strip. no big story," dan explained. "i like to live life on the edge, do
wild and crazy things, hence why i became a gay stripper."

"interesting," phil snickered at the story.

"what about you phillip, what do you do?"

"i'm finishing up school and working to become something in the web and entertainment field. i got my degree in english linguistics, but went back and im finishing my degree in post production."

"wow, i went to law school and hated it, so i dropped out. i got a smart boy, didn't i?"

phil smirked, "i guess you did."

their waitress returned with a tray holding the two meals. "enjoy!"

"i already have," phil looked at dan and smiled.