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>>13790904

Back in the late 80s my buddy and I went to Cheetahs over in Windsor Canada because Racquel Darrian was doing show, so we took the Detroit/Windsor Tunnel over but when we got to the strip club, it had a tiny parking lot that was already full but we saw that guys were parking across the street in the K-Mart parking lot so we did the same.

After being seated (the joint was jammed packed because of Racquel) and having a beer, I noticed that other then the one chick at a time dancing on stage, all the titty dancers were standing back by the bar and none of the dudes on the place were getting lap dances, so I asked the waitress what was going on and she said Racquel Darrian’s contract stipulated that there would be no lap dances on the club floor (so the dudes would save their money for her) but I could still get a lap dance over in the “couch room” off to the side (really just a kinda alcove with a couple of couches).

So I strolled over and asked a titty dancer for a lap dance and she eagerly agreed (as they weren’t making any money) and before I knew it, there were 5-6 chicks hanging out with me in the couch room as I threw around money around (probably spent over $200 with lap dances and beers being $5 back then) and it was fucking awesome, I felt like King Farouk with my own personal harem of titty dancers grinding on my dick.

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