Strip clubs

Charlotte and I go to a strip club.

The Starbucks of strip clubs.

Remember strip clubs? I do.

Strip clubs could be so much better. Don’t you think?

There’s lots I love about strip clubs. In the right frame of mind, with the right perspective, they can be a ton of fun. I love the sheer quantity of women in the bigger clubs, the variety, the seeming infinitude…

I was, recently, at a strip club, with a date. I may or may not write about that evening. But let me just tell you about the phenomenally sexy dancer/stripper/woman working there who stole my heart (my cock). There are…

I read, recently, a discussion of rape in the comments on a blog post (I can’t track down the blog to send you there, but the truth is, neither the post nor the comments were really compelling). But among the…

Ten days ago, one of my favorite bloggers – Girl on the Net – wrote about strip clubs. She’s writing from a different perspective (straight female) in a different country (the UK, I believe). She refutes a few myths that…

You stood at the appointed spot, dressed as directed. I was consumed with other matters – couldn’t suitably appreciate your full, round breasts, your exquisite compliance with my requests. “I have some shit to resolve on my phone. Sit tight…

Last night, I went to the Yankee game (3-2, Yankees beat the Rangers). I’m not a big sports fan, but I am a nominal Yankees fan – as a kid, I was a big fan of the Munson – Chambliss…