Last night, I decided to go to a club I've been to a few times in the past. It's a Vietnamese club, and there are dancers there who give excellent lap dances. I felt the need for the touch of a woman, and I have been too busy to get out there and visit places women ARE while also having the time to socialize with them.
Two of the dancers remembered me from the last time I was there back in June. They were excited to see me, and very enthusiastic about giving me dances. At one point, one was dancing for me while the other gave me a back massage and ran her nails over my bald head and neck. It was awesome. It's unusual to see a guy with two dancers, and it's never a dance+massage kind of thing.
One of them stuck around after the dance to talk to me, see how things were going, and we discussed things like travel. She did 90% of the talking, while I asked her questions to keep eliciting more conversation. While talking, she kept bumping me innocently or initiating kino in other ways, which she didn't do back in June. She also kissed me on each cheek during and after each dance, which I've never seen happen in the club.
I am very skeptical when it comes to the motivations and communications of a "dancer", my intuition tells me this is at least partially due to my alpha presence. I'm polite, but not beta about it. I wasn't gropey, which most customers are, and it was because I didn't want to cop a feel: I just wanted to touch and be touched by attractive, fit, young women. So my hands stayed mostly on their waists and hips.
I'm strongly tempted to expose one or both of them with the Waitress Killer next time I go to see how she responds. While I'm not interested in dating a dancer it would be fun to romp with either of them (fully protected, of course).
Good play, Shannon. Your detachment from outcome is sublime and pervasive. They're flocking like deer to a salt lick.
Two of the dancers remembered me from the last time I was there back in June. They were excited to see me, and very enthusiastic about giving me dances. At one point, one was dancing for me while the other gave me a back massage and ran her nails over my bald head and neck. It was awesome. It's unusual to see a guy with two dancers, and it's never a dance+massage kind of thing.
One of them stuck around after the dance to talk to me, see how things were going, and we discussed things like travel. She did 90% of the talking, while I asked her questions to keep eliciting more conversation. While talking, she kept bumping me innocently or initiating kino in other ways, which she didn't do back in June. She also kissed me on each cheek during and after each dance, which I've never seen happen in the club.
I am very skeptical when it comes to the motivations and communications of a "dancer", my intuition tells me this is at least partially due to my alpha presence. I'm polite, but not beta about it. I wasn't gropey, which most customers are, and it was because I didn't want to cop a feel: I just wanted to touch and be touched by attractive, fit, young women. So my hands stayed mostly on their waists and hips.
I'm strongly tempted to expose one or both of them with the Waitress Killer next time I go to see how she responds. While I'm not interested in dating a dancer it would be fun to romp with either of them (fully protected, of course).
Good play, Shannon. Your detachment from outcome is sublime and pervasive. They're flocking like deer to a salt lick.
Fear is a liar.
There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self. -- Ernest Hemingway
There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self. -- Ernest Hemingway
