A busty stripper turned me into a zombie
Yesterday’s Blog by Dave brought back many happy memories of sitting stage-side in strip clubs with glazed eyes and heightened expectations of who was going to take it off next.
And those expectations were the only I had. Never go to a strip club thinking you’re going to “get lucky” or meet a future girlfriend. Just take it for what it offers: a parade of naked, dancing tits and ass inches from your face and a fun way to hang out for a couple of hours.
Yes, I was a zombie and a happy one. Dancers turned me into a zombie and I enjoyed every second.
I’m no longer a strip club zombie. I’ve stopped going to strip clubs because it’s impossible to find big-boobed dancers anymore in South Florida. In fact, the last one I actually saw was now-retired Cindy Cupps at the Booby Trap in Pompano Beach.
However, if you know of any, we want to know, so contact us at model@scoregroup.com or visit SCOREModelsWanted.com.
And now for a special dance by Daphne Rosen.
And happy birthday to: