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Fucker

I al the real stench of the room I hated strip clubs All types of sexual exploitation were triggering for me Even strip joints, which were probably the lesser of the evils when it ca good about the each other with hunger and need No real hureed It was not my scene It hadn't been my scene at nine, and it sure as fuck wasn't at thirty-two

"Maybe you should get yourself a lap dance and chill the fuck out," Reese sneered The little talked pastat the blonde as gyrating on the pole Fake tits, fake ass, fake lips, fake hair, I wasn’t sure what the appeal was—this si Get a blowup doll My gut told me that what these men thrived off of was the fear they could cause thehtened hormone release, so did the consequent power and control This shit ild kingdom and we called ourselves the most advanced species

I tried not to inhale the scent of carpet cleaner and sweat, Febreeze and Love’s Baby Soft I knew the stench all too well from my childhood Airwick couldn’t cover deviance, but it died trying My own arettes and the semen of her clients

A few of the other guys followed Reece, already lost in the vast amount of pussy they saw They wouldn’t be able to look away, respond to their names until they busted a nut Any time they could drown in the touch of a woman, they'd take it Absolve the I wanted so the tits of the stripper as pretending to love it A no touching rule was plastered to every vertical surface in the joint, but Reese iave a nod to a bouncer who quickly rushed over to squelch it Let one guy start touching in here and ten ula The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree Reese’s daddy never told hiot him

“That chick right there is gorgeous,” Tex exclai out a petite brunette with tiny pert tits as grinding her bare pussy on some Wall Street type’s slacks

"Ain’t nothing here that interests me in the least," I said We made our way to the bar “Say what you will and point theree with you”

"What's it with you and strip joints?" he asked “You always act like you’re above it You don’t like to fuck or you don’t like easy girls?” Tex asked me plainly

I couldn’t help but crack a grin at his interpretation of my behavior

"Nothing good happens in a hell hole, kid If the club sold this place tonight, I'd be happy I don’t deal in the negative, Texas I only do good The way I see it, you could burn this whole place to the ground and hu of value"

“Oh really, so you’re too good for it all, huh? You’d let these girls burn?”