There was one strip club I went to, mostly to humor my friend, because he didn't want to go by himself. He bought me lapdances and stuff, so I guess I can't complain. 
It was hard to find a girl that I actually enjoyed looking at, though. The owner of the club had a thing for toothpick-thin women who were probably meth addicts. It was Indiana, after all.
I can't say it ever occurred to me to ask to hold them. That seems all kinds of creepy and weird.

It was hard to find a girl that I actually enjoyed looking at, though. The owner of the club had a thing for toothpick-thin women who were probably meth addicts. It was Indiana, after all.
I can't say it ever occurred to me to ask to hold them. That seems all kinds of creepy and weird.
