Post by Sumi on Nov 6, 2015 6:09:22 GMT -8
Thistle didn't mind that she was having to plan everything down to the last detail for her friends bachelorette party, they weren't even that close but her friend didn't have a best friend so the task fell the her.
It was the night that the small gang of girls were going to the male strip club and her skin was prickeling with both anticipation and dread, Thistle would never go to such a place but it was for her friend so she was going to do it and put a fake smile and act a little reckless tonight but she promised herself it was all for her friend and not herself.
Close to 10 pm. the group pulled up to the most popular male strip club that only became so popular around 7 months ago because of some new guy that started there.
Although she wasn't willing to admit it she wanted to know why this place became so popular because of one guy.
So she passed the line and walked straight up to the bouncer.
"Hi, I called earlier and said we were coming for the bachelorette party." And with those soft spoken words the rope was moved from their path letting them in.
The music was at a perfect volume, loud enough to dance to but low enough to be able to hear people talking if you spoke up just the slightest bit.
There was a spot reserved for their party at a large round booth with a pole in the middle of the table. It may have been a popular place but it was still cheesy.
She always thought that, that strip places in general were cheesy but they had to be to get customers she thought.
Everyone sat down and were settled in so she went to get drinks, she was looking around the place and could see that she did not fit into the normal customers that they had here she could tell; while up at the bar with their drinks she could see all the men that were working she could see that there was one guy that didn't belong here.
"No on second thought I think he does." She thought to herself after watching him and she had to admit he was far better than words can describe but where she saw his eyes meet hers causing her skin to flush so she grabbed the tray for drinks and headed over to the table of girls ignoring the guy in hopes that he would ignore them.
When people looked at her in such a way that he did it always made her feel like she was hiding something from them, yet she was never quite able to put her finger on it.
It was the night that the small gang of girls were going to the male strip club and her skin was prickeling with both anticipation and dread, Thistle would never go to such a place but it was for her friend so she was going to do it and put a fake smile and act a little reckless tonight but she promised herself it was all for her friend and not herself.
Close to 10 pm. the group pulled up to the most popular male strip club that only became so popular around 7 months ago because of some new guy that started there.
Although she wasn't willing to admit it she wanted to know why this place became so popular because of one guy.
So she passed the line and walked straight up to the bouncer.
"Hi, I called earlier and said we were coming for the bachelorette party." And with those soft spoken words the rope was moved from their path letting them in.
The music was at a perfect volume, loud enough to dance to but low enough to be able to hear people talking if you spoke up just the slightest bit.
There was a spot reserved for their party at a large round booth with a pole in the middle of the table. It may have been a popular place but it was still cheesy.
She always thought that, that strip places in general were cheesy but they had to be to get customers she thought.
Everyone sat down and were settled in so she went to get drinks, she was looking around the place and could see that she did not fit into the normal customers that they had here she could tell; while up at the bar with their drinks she could see all the men that were working she could see that there was one guy that didn't belong here.
"No on second thought I think he does." She thought to herself after watching him and she had to admit he was far better than words can describe but where she saw his eyes meet hers causing her skin to flush so she grabbed the tray for drinks and headed over to the table of girls ignoring the guy in hopes that he would ignore them.
When people looked at her in such a way that he did it always made her feel like she was hiding something from them, yet she was never quite able to put her finger on it.