The Stage, the Red Couch, and the Limo

Another hotel, another long night. Longing for the club, and the strip club experience. For dancer. Several come to mind. Beautiful, intelligent, friendly, and erotic girls. Semi-clad. And I long for them.

The virtual club experience will have to do. So I visit the Kappa Girls, my dancers, on their website. And the visual is so familar, so memorable.

Go see them here! Are you back? Okay...let's remember them.

The stage: The satellite stage actually, where the tiprail experience is up close and personal. Stripping on the first song, fully nude by the second. The pole, so close. The girls - the sexy, gorgeous girls - closer yet. Breasts in your face, and more if the mood strikes, for a dollar.

The red couch: The seat of pleasure where many memories have been made. Exclusively reserved for the half hour, touch-allowed, lapdance. Soft and welcoming, this couch, inviting surrender and discretion. Several girls have joined me there for our private and passionate time. Lovely toned young flesh on my lap. Cuddling, grinding, nuzzling, breathing. Artificial passion with a real effect. A memory created.

The Limo: Ahhhh, the limo. Extremely private time with Dancer rolling down the highway through the cornfields. My soft touch. Her ragged breath. Release, oh yes, but not mine. A memory created.

Thank you, ladies.

And I long for it again.....