Freaks!
It’s Tuesday and the crowd is inconsistent. Having lost patience for the young kid who’s in love with me I wander towards the bar. I approach a couple new guys leaning against the back wall and say hello.
“I got stood up tonight.” The guy pouts, looking for sympathy from underneath his dark ball cap.
“Awww. That sucks.” I respond. What happened?”
“I dunno.” He whines.
“Well maybe a lap dance will help.”
He blows off the question “I don’t get lap dances. So I was talking to your friend over there” He emphasizes, motioning towards my friend Fiona. “And we were talking about a cat fight.”
She’s already told me about this freak. I know where this conversation is going, but it’s too late to walk away now. “Uh huh.” I sigh and let him continue.
“So yah I want you girls to rip all your clothes off and have a cat fight in the living room of the house. I’m allowed over there. The ‘no guests’ doesn’t apply to me.”
I laugh at the absurdity of the suggestion and shake my head but he’s still talking.
“I’m a porn star you know. It’s okay the $500 fine doesn’t apply to me. I’ve been over there tons of times. I’ve done some crazy shit with other girls. So don’t worry, I can come home with you guys tonight.”
My eyebrows rise in a blatantly condescending expression. “Ooohh really? Wow. That’s so exciting. I had no idea. But I already get to go home with this hot red head, so what would we need you for?”
“We can film it. Remember, I’m a porn star.”
“Great idea. Maybe we could start a live web feed.”
“Yah!” He’s getting excited as Fiona wanders over and joins the conversation.
“Oh we could wrestle around naked, but oh I’m too shy to do it on camera. That’s scary.” She dotes on the idea, batting her eyelashes.
Flirty, yet totally patronizing I play with him. “But… Oooh there’s no internet at the house. You’d have to get us a high-speed connection before that would work. I guess I’ll just have to go home with her instead. Sorry.”
“But I have her.” Fiona teases, wrapping her arm around me as I cup her breast. She’s a good friend of mine, and we’re always happy to torment the freaks and pervs with suggestions of hot girl-on-girl action. Silently we agree to play innocent and simultaneously bat our eyelashes at him.
He inquires immediately “So you guys are going to go down on each other later.”
“Of course.” She answers, fondling by breast.
But you said you were to shy and innocent for the web cam. How can you eat pussy if you’re innocent?”
“Oh it’s not scary when you have one.” She explains.
He’s too stupid to follow the conversation. “Have one what?” He asks.
“A pussy.” Fiona explains with a straight face. “It’s not scary eating pussy when you have one. It’s the same parts. But what YOU have in there…” She points to his groin. “Well that’s pretty intimidating. The one-eyed snake and all. That’s a lot for a girl to handle.”
“Oh don’t call it a snake.” He interjects.
I laugh as Fiona shoots back, “Oh excuse me, Anaconda!”
“Nooo” He whines. “Snakes are dirty and slimy.”
I shake my head, laughing, but done with the conversation. “Well whatever you want to call it. I’m going home with this hot red head.”
I hear him shout after us as we walk away, “But what about the cat fight?”
As soon as I slide onto a stool at the bar my lovesick puppy is back at my side, tapping me on the shoulder. “Will you come sit with me?”
Young, enthusiastic, and totally out of touch with reality, he’s in love with me. I’ve already been dealing with him for hours, but he’s determined. “In a minute.” I reply. “Did you want a dance?”
“Come sit with me.”
“Do you want a dance?”
“Will you come have a drink with me?”
“No. Do you want a dance?”
“Sure. Will you come sit with me?”
“In a minute.”
“Come sit with me. Please.” He whines, refusing to leave my side.
“Fine.” I shrug, exasperated. I follow him to his table and pull my chair a comfortable distance away from him.
He leans in closer. “Will you have a drink with me?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t want to. Do you want a dance?”
“I’m going to take you to a movie.” He insists.
“No. You’re not.” I sigh, frustrated.
“Why not?” He whines.
“I don’t want to.”
“Can I take you for dinner?”
“No.”
“Do you want to go on a cruise with me?”
“No. Do you want a dance?” This conversation has been repetitive for hours already.
“How about babies? Do you want kids?” He grins at me.
I shut him down, again. “WTF! No. I don’t want kids.”
“How about Disney World?”
“No.”
“I love you.”
“Uh huh.”
We’re come full circle again. “Will you have a drink with me?” he asks.
“No.”
“Why not?”
I get up and walk away, again. I spend the next half hour unsuccessfully trying to avoid conversations. I watch Fiona get trapped into another conversation with the wannabe porn star as I wander into the back to hide for a few minutes. She joins me shortly.
“So how’s the porn star doing?” I ask her as she gets ready for a show.
She laughs and tells me the story “Oh well I was rocking in my chair, trying to stay warm, and he happened to look at me while I was leaned away from him, and he freaked out. Apparently he doesn’t like my body language and I have a bad attitude. So if I’m going to be like that well then I can just forget it. The whole night is off.”
I stare at her, shaking my head. “Wow. Well I guess you ruined everything.” I laugh.
“Uh huh. I have good timing. I picked just the right second to totally accidentally lean away. He doesn’t want me anymore.” She’s grinning, pretending to be serious.
I let her get ready and head back into the bar. My lovesick puppy is motioning to me to sit with him again. I ignore him and make small talk with a couple guys at the bar that I remember from last summer.
I’m interrupted by a pretty blonde girl tapping me on the shoulder. “Can you do a dance for my friend?” She asks pointing towards the new table of lesbians.
“Of course.” I take the money and follow her back to her table. “Which one?”
Lesbians to the rescue! Thank god! Normal people! I’m so relieved. Laughing and amused by feeble excuses I do a lap dance for one of the girls, get dressed again, and squeeze in between them on the couch. “Move over girls. I’m hanging out for a while.” I enjoy the company of the girls and go through the typical questions. “Where are you from? How long have you been up here? What do you do?” Conversation flows easily and is entirely without propositions or porn.
The lovesick puppy taps me on the shoulder again. “Do you want to go on a boat with me?”
“No! I will not do it on a boat. I will not do it with a goat. I will not go here or there. I’m not going with you anywhere!”
“Will you come sit with me?”
“No!” I turn away, ignore him, and go back to my conversation. He continues mouthing “I love you.” from across the bar until he leaves.
I do a couple more dances for the girls, Fiona joins in on one, and the two of us hide out in the lesbian group until the end of the night.
What a freak show.
“I got stood up tonight.” The guy pouts, looking for sympathy from underneath his dark ball cap.
“Awww. That sucks.” I respond. What happened?”
“I dunno.” He whines.
“Well maybe a lap dance will help.”
He blows off the question “I don’t get lap dances. So I was talking to your friend over there” He emphasizes, motioning towards my friend Fiona. “And we were talking about a cat fight.”
She’s already told me about this freak. I know where this conversation is going, but it’s too late to walk away now. “Uh huh.” I sigh and let him continue.
“So yah I want you girls to rip all your clothes off and have a cat fight in the living room of the house. I’m allowed over there. The ‘no guests’ doesn’t apply to me.”
I laugh at the absurdity of the suggestion and shake my head but he’s still talking.
“I’m a porn star you know. It’s okay the $500 fine doesn’t apply to me. I’ve been over there tons of times. I’ve done some crazy shit with other girls. So don’t worry, I can come home with you guys tonight.”
My eyebrows rise in a blatantly condescending expression. “Ooohh really? Wow. That’s so exciting. I had no idea. But I already get to go home with this hot red head, so what would we need you for?”
“We can film it. Remember, I’m a porn star.”
“Great idea. Maybe we could start a live web feed.”
“Yah!” He’s getting excited as Fiona wanders over and joins the conversation.
“Oh we could wrestle around naked, but oh I’m too shy to do it on camera. That’s scary.” She dotes on the idea, batting her eyelashes.
Flirty, yet totally patronizing I play with him. “But… Oooh there’s no internet at the house. You’d have to get us a high-speed connection before that would work. I guess I’ll just have to go home with her instead. Sorry.”
“But I have her.” Fiona teases, wrapping her arm around me as I cup her breast. She’s a good friend of mine, and we’re always happy to torment the freaks and pervs with suggestions of hot girl-on-girl action. Silently we agree to play innocent and simultaneously bat our eyelashes at him.
He inquires immediately “So you guys are going to go down on each other later.”
“Of course.” She answers, fondling by breast.
But you said you were to shy and innocent for the web cam. How can you eat pussy if you’re innocent?”
“Oh it’s not scary when you have one.” She explains.
He’s too stupid to follow the conversation. “Have one what?” He asks.
“A pussy.” Fiona explains with a straight face. “It’s not scary eating pussy when you have one. It’s the same parts. But what YOU have in there…” She points to his groin. “Well that’s pretty intimidating. The one-eyed snake and all. That’s a lot for a girl to handle.”
“Oh don’t call it a snake.” He interjects.
I laugh as Fiona shoots back, “Oh excuse me, Anaconda!”
“Nooo” He whines. “Snakes are dirty and slimy.”
I shake my head, laughing, but done with the conversation. “Well whatever you want to call it. I’m going home with this hot red head.”
I hear him shout after us as we walk away, “But what about the cat fight?”
As soon as I slide onto a stool at the bar my lovesick puppy is back at my side, tapping me on the shoulder. “Will you come sit with me?”
Young, enthusiastic, and totally out of touch with reality, he’s in love with me. I’ve already been dealing with him for hours, but he’s determined. “In a minute.” I reply. “Did you want a dance?”
“Come sit with me.”
“Do you want a dance?”
“Will you come have a drink with me?”
“No. Do you want a dance?”
“Sure. Will you come sit with me?”
“In a minute.”
“Come sit with me. Please.” He whines, refusing to leave my side.
“Fine.” I shrug, exasperated. I follow him to his table and pull my chair a comfortable distance away from him.
He leans in closer. “Will you have a drink with me?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t want to. Do you want a dance?”
“I’m going to take you to a movie.” He insists.
“No. You’re not.” I sigh, frustrated.
“Why not?” He whines.
“I don’t want to.”
“Can I take you for dinner?”
“No.”
“Do you want to go on a cruise with me?”
“No. Do you want a dance?” This conversation has been repetitive for hours already.
“How about babies? Do you want kids?” He grins at me.
I shut him down, again. “WTF! No. I don’t want kids.”
“How about Disney World?”
“No.”
“I love you.”
“Uh huh.”
We’re come full circle again. “Will you have a drink with me?” he asks.
“No.”
“Why not?”
I get up and walk away, again. I spend the next half hour unsuccessfully trying to avoid conversations. I watch Fiona get trapped into another conversation with the wannabe porn star as I wander into the back to hide for a few minutes. She joins me shortly.
“So how’s the porn star doing?” I ask her as she gets ready for a show.
She laughs and tells me the story “Oh well I was rocking in my chair, trying to stay warm, and he happened to look at me while I was leaned away from him, and he freaked out. Apparently he doesn’t like my body language and I have a bad attitude. So if I’m going to be like that well then I can just forget it. The whole night is off.”
I stare at her, shaking my head. “Wow. Well I guess you ruined everything.” I laugh.
“Uh huh. I have good timing. I picked just the right second to totally accidentally lean away. He doesn’t want me anymore.” She’s grinning, pretending to be serious.
I let her get ready and head back into the bar. My lovesick puppy is motioning to me to sit with him again. I ignore him and make small talk with a couple guys at the bar that I remember from last summer.
I’m interrupted by a pretty blonde girl tapping me on the shoulder. “Can you do a dance for my friend?” She asks pointing towards the new table of lesbians.
“Of course.” I take the money and follow her back to her table. “Which one?”
Lesbians to the rescue! Thank god! Normal people! I’m so relieved. Laughing and amused by feeble excuses I do a lap dance for one of the girls, get dressed again, and squeeze in between them on the couch. “Move over girls. I’m hanging out for a while.” I enjoy the company of the girls and go through the typical questions. “Where are you from? How long have you been up here? What do you do?” Conversation flows easily and is entirely without propositions or porn.
The lovesick puppy taps me on the shoulder again. “Do you want to go on a boat with me?”
“No! I will not do it on a boat. I will not do it with a goat. I will not go here or there. I’m not going with you anywhere!”
“Will you come sit with me?”
“No!” I turn away, ignore him, and go back to my conversation. He continues mouthing “I love you.” from across the bar until he leaves.
I do a couple more dances for the girls, Fiona joins in on one, and the two of us hide out in the lesbian group until the end of the night.
What a freak show.
posted by Ryann @ 16:28
4 Comments:
At 4:07 PM,
Anonymous said…
ROTFL
I love the Dr Seuss turn down :)
that's just brilliant.
At 1:54 PM,
Ryann said…
haha thx Rori... it got to that point.
At 10:25 AM,
Anonymous said…
I imagine a syphilitic porno king's pecker is cleaner than a snake; shit that's funny; nice work over on that guy, he's no Incredible Peter Potomus; "and like that he was gone."
Nice clever work, it could only be better if you slid down and tied her shoes.
Regards,
Gölök Zoltán Leenderdt Franco Buday
"The Holy Church Of The Seventh Day Strippist.™"; "If a woman also lie with womankind, as she lieth with a man, both of them have committed an entertainment- they shall surely be put to cheering; their tips [shall be] upon them." -- Lucy Für 20:13 [-- Gölök "Black Jester" Buday
V-14-2006] http://www.lucyfur.being-ones-self.org/
At 10:53 AM,
Anonymous said…
Oh and good on you over that lap dance or LAPD thing. Frankly I hate it, I felt violated once when I was tricked ordering and reiderating an Air Private Dance and got a Lap instead, tricked convinced she accepted some of the Drake's training I guess; Michelle Leigh or Lee some Mick who pretended to understand my moderately Catholic preference not be grinded as one herself; I feel an idiot too. I still got charged for what I did not order, no apology not even a police raid or city response on it. Yeah I am a practicing catholic, and plan on practicing till I get it right. -- Gölök Zoltán Buday/Black Jester, The
I am still pissed, Magyar Grudge. Ends it like I am a black mail mark, "Mr. Mayor," at least it ended with a funny comment.
But besides that I was forced in a disgusting uproffessional and degrading situation (for me, maybe her as well) and ripped off.
Anyway I respect the integrity of not grinding for cash.
Best.
Gölök ZLF Buday
"A crowd of guys (overcompensating) are yelling "DUO! DUO! DUO!...." in a strip club and one guy, to everone's surprsize, yells "Shower!!!" A few times and one guy leans over to the other and says "wow, that guy's suffisticated." -- Black Jester™ (Gölök Buday).
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