Sunday night, I ordered a appetizer platter at a strip club in Hartford called Kahoots. The table was small, I was half smashed so Jamal goes and asks the manager for a bigger table...The manager comes back and offers to take me into his office for a break and let me eat in peace...I accept cuz this fat stripper is eyeing my Fried Mozzarella sticks. Half hour later, I am sitting back there with a few of the guys and this bouncer is relating how he was banging on Friday Night this fairly new stripper who started working there a month ago.
Apparently this chick is 21 and has 2 kids, aged 4 and 2...Friday she was on a meth binge and the bouncer had to take her home when her shift was over at 1 am. She apprently dragged him into the house, and proceeded to sexually molest the guy to the point where he wound up spending the night fucking her brains out. The babysitter, the stripper's sister, left around 4 am, after knocking on the door and telling "angela" (the methed out stripper) to 'keep it down, the babies are asleep.'
Now, I am listening to this guy go on, and I am really not giving it more thought than the heartburn I now have from the greasy appetizers. Then he relates this: "She went all night, totally cranked out...like 7 am, I say fuck I gotta go, but she says no, and starts trying to get me hard again. 10 minutes later we are fucking again, she's screaming in ecstasy, and then someone knocks on the door...it's the four year old girl asking 'mommy I want some wheat puffs' through the door...the chick says '...uh...in a few minutes sweetie' while she is jumping up and down frantically on my cock..."
I stared with my mouth open when I heard that last part, and went back out onto the floor where the "fun" was happening....thinking to myself, isn't meth a great aphrodisiac? god help us all.