I was on this trip to America, a scared girl. I was worried to be away from my family, to not have the safety of my bed for the time we’d be away, little did I know that this trip would be the adventure of a life time.
Years had passed; we talked and talked all the time via text and through the Internet. Then one day we decided to meet up, and spend a couple of days together. We decided to have a night in a hotel, nerve were wreaking havoc driving to meet this wonderful girl I’d known for years but never met.
The moment had arrived, I parked at the hotel, got the room details, she had already arrived and checked in. I was so nervous I got lost on my way to the room. Eventually I found the room, *knock knock* my heart pounding as the door lock turns and she opens the door. My smile stretched across my face, my knees were weak and my heart beating was visibly through my T-shirt. She was a stunner, her long blonde hair, gorgeous smile, perfect teeth, she was shorter than me, but had the curves to make any man drool. I was in awe. I walked into the room, sitting down getting comfortable, as we sat next to each other on the bed, chatting away as if we had been doing this for years.
The There’s something about her, something mysterious
Her perfect pout, so delicious
Her red lipstick, perfectly smeared over her lips
With Long red hair, flowing towards her hips
Red nail polish glistens, as it catches the light
There’s no one so beautiful, this night.
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My first time, my best friends stag weekend, being in a strip club is a surreal experience. I mean, how does a guy get off watching a girl do a couple minutes worth of dancing for him? This was my view on strip clubs, I’d usually be the one sat alone watching the drinks whilst all my friends got their dances and spent their money.
This time was slightly different, the girls were absolutely beautiful. I mean so beautiful to the point where I was tempted by so many to part with my money for a few minutes of watching them strip and tease me with their bodies. Each one, I managed to successfully insult, unintentionally of course, I just could not see the enjoyment of it, when there was a different girl every 5 minutes dancing on the pole in front of us for free.