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Pink Slip
Her first time at a strip club is so exciting.
“You cannot be serious? You have never been to a strip club? No way, I don’t believe it for a second,” Matt said, staring at me incredulously.
“I am serious. I have never ever been inside a strip club in my life,” I replied. “And aside from watching a few lame movies, I haven’t even been to a racy bachelorette party!”
“Well, we need to change that, and NOW!” Matt said, getting up from his position on the couch. “Go shower, do your hair, and get dolled up…I’m taking you out for a night at the club — maybe even treat you to a lap dance!”
I shot up from the couch and rushed into the bathroom before Matt could change his mind — not that he would, Matt was very secure in himself, and the complete opposite of my ex who would never even consider a night out at a club for fear of me getting the attention of too many men.
“Give me twenty minutes,” I shouted from the shower and silently wondered how the night would unfold.
Forty-five minutes later, and I was dressed in a plunging high slit mini gold dress. Matt and I were standing next in line to enter Pink Slip, a premier club located in the core of the city.
I could hear the bass from outside the heavy wooden doors which were blocked by equally heavy…
