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The cab door closes, and he wastes no time speeding off, which is a little disconcerting. I look up at the building in front of me, doesn't look like much, unsure that this is the place. Pulling the business card the bus boy gave me from my pocket, this looks like it, 'Achat Bar & Grill'. Turning it over, there's a red lipstick imprint with the words 'Tell 'em Brandy sent you' underneath. Unsure what to expect, I walk through the door into the Bar.
The room is abuzz with noise – music, loud conversation, laughter, cheers …my eyes are drawn to the stage where the centre of most people's attention is, where i take a double take … looks like seven male dwarfs doing a strip show? Immediately think to myself 'damn bus boy, he set me up as a joke'. Having no interest in a male strip venue, i turn and head for the door. Passing a group of people on the way i hear them talking of girls in a pudding pit … I Stop myself – maybe I was too quick to judge
Pulling up a stool at the bar, I decide to give this place a chance and see what transpires … god knows i ould use a beer right now anyway. Sitting here i have a view of the whole room, and happy to just sit and people watch.
You're too kind Brandy
Somewhat embarassed by the attention – was hoping to sit quietly and watch the room for a while – I ask Stone for a beer as she greets me.
Before I know it, some new friends slide up to the bar alongside and introductions are underway. “Nice to met you Jane, and you too Tango”
“I was wondering about that … was this a typical night or did I happen upon this place at the right, or wrong, time !!! Depending on how you feel about dwarf male strippers I guess
” Some friendly conversation follows, around what this place is usually like on a 'normal' night, do you come here often, etc, etc – all the while my eyes are scanning the room, noticing some interesting behaviour, some very amorous couples and people seemingly coming and going into other areas of the Bar I have not yet discovered. Quite the happening place !AC DC, Elvis… nice songs… i feel good hearing so nice music and start to dance, step by step… walking to the bull machine.
I put out my t shirt… I ride the beast, and close my eyes.
I hear that in five seconds the beast begin to bounce and bounce, as my whole body. I grab the straps, put my legs, everything is ready, the countdown has begun. I close my eyes … I hear background music, ever further, I'm focused, tense, feeling the air coming through the door caressing my face, my bare chest, I want this beast and I are one … missing two seconds, one … mechanical bull and starts dancing, soft first feel my buttocks bouncing in the saddle, it hurts, but I endure well the first 2 seconds.
Suddenly, the beast begins to throw stronger and stronger, more and more powerful, my body flies, and we are not one, we are two and one has it very, very wrong.
After six seconds, a blow to my nobler parts makes me lose my breath, loosened a bit and go flying … for 3 seconds, my body goes in perfect harmony with the air, with the breeze coming through the door and rubs my skin, my eyes are closed, and a sharp pain through my body, my weapon to be father has been hit hard , and that hurts.
I fall to the ground for a few seconds, my breathing was choppy. These shots are painful .. I look around and I see some humor … I think I was not the first to fall.
“JayC, get me another beer please … and some ice, I need”
I say no to just move … “The next time you want to bet, I prefer the pool” I say, laughing, cheerfully taking the insufferable damage I have in my balls.
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