Here’s part two of this. Again… this thread is completely open to suggestions as I’m still bonking this thing out. Anything on your mind to happen to Susan?
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“You’re not seriously taking me in here, are you?” Susan exclaims at the sight of the building we just pulled into the parking lot for.
“Yep, it’s couples night and there’ll be entertainment for men AND women there!”
“Male and female strippers, eh? In the same titty bar? Interesting.”
“Let’s go, you’re gonna have a great time.”
We get in the club and head to the bar, Susan is standing next to me, surveying the stages where the dancers are doing their thing. There are 5 stages that have women dancing and one that has a single man dancing there. The place is pretty full, even more full than the last bar we were at. The noise level is almost deafening, between the hoots and hollering over the dancers and the music, it’s no wonder that anyone can exchange words between them. I grab our drinks and we head over to a single open table, halfway between one of the male dancer’s stage and a female’s stage.