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April 23, 2002 - 9:17 AM
Cheerleaders 3 - Laura's Account
After reading my latest entry regarding my night at the bikini club, I realized how egocentric I was being. The entry was all about me and my experiences without hardly a word concerning my companions. After all, the reason we went was to cheer Laura up who has been feeling a little down lately. To remedy this, I invited Laura (Monster Tamer), Fred (Keeper of the Monster) and Blandman to write their accounts of the night from their own points of view. I am presenting these accounts in their entirety (with slight edits for grammar, punctuation, etc.).
They will be presented as a series of entries beginning here with Laura's.
Laura's Account of Cheerleaders
Here is my account of Saturday. Thank you all for such a great day. I really hope you write one, Blandman. I would love to read all of them. I actually didn't see yours, Fred. Am I allowed?
Saturday...I can't say as I have ever had a day quite like Saturday. I had been feeling very down, but some people I love got together and made me feel very special. They tried to surprise me, but I found out about it through my own incompetence.
Since I am not a very girly-girl, I don't spend much time pampering myself. After a grueling day at the spa/salon with Bitchy I was ready. For what, I had no idea. I knew we were having dinner, but not where. And I had no idea what was up after that. With my new hair, painted nails, new clothes, and a nice fatty burned, I allowed myself to be lead into the unknown.
As usual, we were drunk and too loud at the restaurant. It was a very good place. I think they were happy to see us go. My captors exchanged secret glances in the parking lot as we discussed our plans. I said I wasn't dressed for bowling, so the captors suggested we "just drive". As soon as we got into the car, I asked Fred if we were going to Cheerleaders. He confirmed my suspicion. Hooray! My 1st go-go bar!!! Since I am bi, I knew I would enjoy myself. I was not disappointed.
We arrived early, and found a table in the back. It was not the back for long, as we were seated right in front of the satellite stage. I was nervous and very excited.
The 1st girl I noticed dancing was a leggy, thin blonde with an awesome tattoo along the small of her back. It was 1 of 12 tattoos, as it turns out. She worked her way back to our table. Since it wasn't busy yet, she talked to us for a bit. I was surprised by this. I figured they would be aloof or that they weren't allowed to fraternize with the patrons. I'm glad I was wrong.
Another beautiful girl approached. She had on a little cropped t-shirt that said "I like boys and girls" I mused that I was in the right place. This was Michelle, the girl Bitchy fell in love with on her last (1st) trip to Cheerleaders. Andie is new to the business, and didn't know how to use the pole to it's fullest advantage. So Michelle gave her lessons in front of us. It was too cool! I felt like we should tip them for it, but they got plenty of digit later in the evening. Andie was a quick study. We applauded her efforts. Fred later told me that he liked coming there with women. He said the dancers hung around longer, as we would ask them questions after we stuffed the bills between their tits.
Andie could tell we were all into her. I dig the metal sluts. I was (am?) one. Watching Andie use her pole lessons during the evening made me feel voyeuristic. Like I got to watch her lessons through a peephole. I'm such a bad girl. We all got lap dances from her. Bitchy got 2 of them and 1 from another girl! Good thing she makes a bundle! ;-) I was nervous at 1st, but her skin was so soft and she smelled so good that I forgot about the other people in the room. I didn't realize that she was basically mine for 5 minutes and that I could have touched more personal areas and that it would have been reciprocated, but I did enjoy caressing her as she straddled me. Next time, I will probably be more bold.
I was very into her, until she started the hard sell. She offered a bottle of Moet and her for a 30 minute dance for $400 (that was for all 4 of us). She went on about how she is a model blah blah blah really good champagne blah blah blah $400 blah blah blah… For $400, we should all get oral. So, sorry, Andie, I will get laid tonight regardless.
I guess my new haircut looks good, since every time I went to the ladies room (and when I went for the lap dance) the bouncers made catcalls at me. I'm pretty sure it was me, unless they are gay.
Bitchy's girl of this evening was Vivian. I thought her teeth were kind of funky, and teeth are important to me. She did call me gorgeous though...
At one point I inadvertently gave a girl Bitchy's & Blandman's $20 thinking it was a single. Glad she was so cute! Not sure what her name was (like it was her real one anyway!), but she was a hot African-American girl. She sat on my lap and let me lick her.
There was a very scary skank there who was trying to be Pam Anderson. I hate that plastic-looking pig. Skank. I don't even remember her dancing, but I could be wrong... I think she was a prostitute. Maybe not. I was drunk and can't remember too clearly.
There was a beautiful curvy girl. Can't remember her name (damn short-term memory loss!) I suppose she was chunky compared to all of the skinny chicks there. She was very sexy, but seemed a bit tentative on stage. When she was done, I tipped her (tits!) and told her that her curves made me feel beautiful ( I am not skinny). Her eyes lit up like an X-mess tree and she told me how fat she feels around all of the other girls (except one!). I told her she made me happy to be me, since she was so hot and sexy and she was built like me. She kissed me and thanked me for the ego boost. I felt good (all over).
Bitchy spent a bunch of time talking to these cops at the next table, for some reason. I think she is just a tease who likes an audience. (I love you, Bitchy-poo ;-) Around this time, Fred was at the bar. He ended up next to one of the girls named Gianna. She is the hottest Asian woman I have ever seen. I have a thing for Asian women. Would be really cool to see and Asian metal slut... But I digress... Fred told her that liked her. The last dancer I got to see was her. It was awesome! Since she knew I was hot for her, she locked eyes with me and gave me a special thrill. She held my gaze for the whole song (or so it seemed). When she was done, she told me that she thought it was great that my husband and I could have this kind of fun together. I wholeheartedly agree!
Fred was able to pilot us home safely. The sex was quiet and quick, my mother-in-law was staying to watch Jagermeister. Don't worry... We have been making up for it ever since! Fred and I will be doing this every few months. I hope my next time is as good as this.
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