All right - but you have to be checking your friends' list when I decide to be spontaneous - as opposed to this afternoon, when I expect to plant myself on the first open seat at a Queen Street patio after work.
I find the sight of a woman whom I *know* and am involved with removing her clothes exciting. When it's a stranger, doing it for money, it just doens't do much for me.
The only really good time I've had at anything remotely like a strip club was 20 years ago or so in Ottawa, when a young woman (with whom I was - sadly - secretly in love) I had hitch-hiked to Ottawa with, took me a gay club that was having what was, essentially, a burlesque show.
The dancing was great (actual choreography!), most of the acts had a sense of humour and the whole crowd was (dare I say it?) gay, in the 19th century sense of the term.
But, maybe you were right when you said it's always fun for those in your company.
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Date: 2004-05-12 06:02 am (UTC)I find the sight of a woman whom I *know* and am involved with removing her clothes exciting. When it's a stranger, doing it for money, it just doens't do much for me.
The only really good time I've had at anything remotely like a strip club was 20 years ago or so in Ottawa, when a young woman (with whom I was - sadly - secretly in love) I had hitch-hiked to Ottawa with, took me a gay club that was having what was, essentially, a burlesque show.
The dancing was great (actual choreography!), most of the acts had a sense of humour and the whole crowd was (dare I say it?) gay, in the 19th century sense of the term.
But, maybe you were right when you said it's always fun for those in your company.