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Erik approaches and grins at end You haven’t had a lap dance yet Don’t be a fucking loser”

The side of my mouth quirks up “I’ll have one when you have one”

Erik’sI noticed tonight is that Erik hasn’t partaken in the abundance of tits and ass strutting around There’s no doubt in irls in here are available for a backroom fuck if any of the men in here wanted, but Erik has barely even looked at the wo host of the party and passed out condoars

Erik isn’t looking engaging because like ot someone at ho, because it would be a waste of his tied, I’ to a strip club

“Well, I’ladly take all the lap dances you fellas don’t want,” Dax says and waves a hundred-dollar bill at the woer and she walks down the stage stairs

When the stripper reaches us, she points to a chair for Dax to take rather than the stool he’s been sitting on at the edge of the stage It sits up just a little too high for a good lap dance

Dax grins and gladly obliges

Erik and I watch and sip our beers while the woyrates all over hiive two fucks about the no-touching rule that is pretty standard in e tits and he squeezes therins up at her Sheher barely covered pussy on his crotch

Dax startles ahis phone out of his pocket He looks at the screen and gives a cheesy grin as he answers it “Lance…dude, too bad you’re in New York because you are ot a half-naked woman in my lap”

I’ it’s Lance Miles who is Dax’s best friend fro before they becaether so they practically grew up together

The smile on Dax’s face dies, his expression confused and worried at the sa the stripper to the ground Erik lunges forward a bit and catches her under her arms

“Hey,” she snaps at Dax but he’s already pivoted and headed out of the club with the phone pressed tight to his ear

Erik releases the stripper and looks at ’s wrong so I follow the path that Dax just took with Erik on my heels

We leave the private rooht into the main body of the strip club and I see Dax across the way, shouldering past people to the exit