Fritz and shit. I was awestruck. For a dollar here and there, buxom women would dance for ya and give ya all kinds of personal attention. But the jism spattering always came after going home. Touchy but no release.
Bouncers get jealous.
One time I actually picked up a woman in that club and took her home to fuck her. Let's jump to almost current day and the scene in S.F. Wall dancing, my man. That is the ticket. Standing tall and letting a beautiful woman rub her tight body all over me up against the wall. Touching her tits and pussy and her touching my dick.