This close

We started the countdown to my birthday. The guys from work decided to take me to a strip joint to celebrate. It was a special ocassion, since the last time I got to a strip joint was at some sleazy club (ironic term for describing a strip joint) near the airport thing, and I've wanted to go to the 'gentlemans club' for a while and didn't find anyone to come with me, so the guys were happy to take me.

I was surprised to find only one pole, since I had this crazy picture in my head of the place being this magical strip club with three poles and women just basically sliding down to stage. But when we got there the place was empty (so we got in for free), and the girls were just getting there. Honestly, they were kinda bored, except for a couple which were really friendly (the kind of personality you expect from a stripper) and made for a good evening.

As it is tradition, the birthday boy gets some special service by the strippers (previously paid by his friends), and I was no exception. To be honest, I was expecting a lap dance, in fact, I should've been a bit specific about the lap dance. Instead of the lap dance, I had a different treatment, involving me getting down to my underpants and having the stripper ride me horsey style (me being in all fours, she on my back), and to end the show I get a belt whipping. That's one service I'm not paying for.

All and all, I had fun and I'm grateful for the experience. My veredict here is that strip clubs offer the tease only, and frankly, it's very frustrating having what you want in front of you and not being able to even touch it.

Good day!