This is so fraggin' bizarre. I haven't been able to get back on track with my work. I haven't been able to play multiplayer Quake 2 either, just single-player mode. I know the real-life situation is that she was keeping me company in order to make money for herself. She did ask me for the sweater I was wearing, but I politely refused.
Business is business, after all.
I'm pretty sure that women generally don't parade themselves topless in front of a crowd of men they don't know just because they feel like it. Furthermore, I'm not the kind of guy who exactly reels 'em in. But I still can't stop dreaming. Real life women don't dance half naked for your enjoyment on a regular basis, and they don't do whatever you want as long as you're willing to pay for it. You are supposed to dream about strippers, they're supposed to fuel your fantasies.