Anticipation....

Tonight is strip club night. And I'm already starting to anticipate....

On the road. A new city, a new opportunity to explore the vitality of this big city with it's variety of choices of gentleman's clubs. A new chance to meet the beautiful and sexy entertainers in this part of the country. New memories to create. A brief respite from the grind, and a reward for the road warrior life.

I've done the scouting, finished in fact shortly after check-in. And the yellow pages tell me that, by chance alone, there are several fine clubs within reasonable distance of my hotel. The thrill of the selection awaits. I'm anticipating the details: the layout of the club, the stages, the lighting, the thumping music. And the ladies - most of all the ladies. Young and younger. Jaded and fresh. Dolled up and girl-next door. Luxurious hair and long legs. Friendly and sexy. Tantalizing skin. Mesmerizing smells. Inviting chatter. Arousing contact. The dancers most of all.

So the preparation begins. It's too early to go. But I must prepare for my night out.

First, some rest for the long night ahead. A pleasant dream, perhaps, of the ladies.

Then, grooming. A long, unhurried, shower. Cleansing lather. Invigorating shampoo. A shave as I shower - immaculately smooth jaw and chin, and a porn star trim below. Clean and refreshed top to bottom.

Finally, dressing. Business casual, I think. No jeans or T-shirts. I owe it to the dancers who are working so hard to make an effort to be presentable. Casual, clean shoes. Button down shirt with some style. Slacks, clean and pressed. Commando underneath, for maximum enjoyment of the experience. TMI, probably, but true and important. Fresh breath. Light cologne. not Brad Pitt, but presentable.

And it will soon be time to enjoy my night, my way. DanceFan's way. Meeting the lovely entertainers of the night in this far off town. So ladies, let's meet and share and enjoy. Let the show begin!