Okay, I really need to stick to it
Damn, I hate it when I say I will be right back to something and it takes me half a week... anyway, on with the story...
So I get topless, and then continue to do the naughty dance, and then 2 drag queens pull up and park chairs right next to the b-day girl. I am not about to lap dance them, hell I am pulling every trick in my book on the real girl! All of a sudden, Anthony appears from nowhere with this ashtray that has a full size pecker on one side, and the tip of it has some lotion dribbling off so it looks rather, um, realistically excited. He takes this and shoves it between our birthday girls breasts, pumping it briskly. I end the dance by doing the whole belly roll thing, and I think overall that I probably was too influenced by Flashdance and bellydancing to be really good, but I got a roar from the crowd, because by now there was one.
After the lap dance, the girls at the table could barely breathe, they were laughing so hard, and then the Queen Anthony bought us an $8 pitcher of beer. I thought that was pretty cool. While we were drinking it, one of us was still wiping lotion out from between her tits...that was the "creme" de la creme of the night.....the end.
So I get topless, and then continue to do the naughty dance, and then 2 drag queens pull up and park chairs right next to the b-day girl. I am not about to lap dance them, hell I am pulling every trick in my book on the real girl! All of a sudden, Anthony appears from nowhere with this ashtray that has a full size pecker on one side, and the tip of it has some lotion dribbling off so it looks rather, um, realistically excited. He takes this and shoves it between our birthday girls breasts, pumping it briskly. I end the dance by doing the whole belly roll thing, and I think overall that I probably was too influenced by Flashdance and bellydancing to be really good, but I got a roar from the crowd, because by now there was one.
After the lap dance, the girls at the table could barely breathe, they were laughing so hard, and then the Queen Anthony bought us an $8 pitcher of beer. I thought that was pretty cool. While we were drinking it, one of us was still wiping lotion out from between her tits...that was the "creme" de la creme of the night.....the end.