Boy did I have one helluva weekend. It was pretty damn fun too!
My friends from Turlock came out to visit me this weekend. The occasion was a birthday for one of them. The group consisted of two couples, one guy, and me. The original plan was for them to come out on Saturday evening for dinner and some dancing. Plans were changed at the last minute and they decided to come out on Friday afternoon. They called me to let me know on Friday while I was still at work. The plan was for them to come out and spend Friday night at a strip club, hanging out in San Francisco Saturday afternoon, then going out to dinner and dancing that night.
Just by chance IslandGrl asked me what I was doing Friday night and I told her about my friends coming out to visit. I invited her along and let her know what the plans were, basically chilling at a strip club. She gave me a pretty cold reply to that which caught me off guard. She said that she wasn't the type to go to strip clubs, to which I replied that actually I wasn't the type to go to strip clubs either AND I remember explaining that to her back when we were hanging out and she told me all about how much she loved going to strip clubs with her guy friends.
She didn't like having that little bit of information thrown back in her face and normally I wouldn't but the fact that she gave me a holier than thou reply when I mentioned we were going to a strip club necessitated that she be reminded that she in fact very much wast the type to go to strip clubs. So then she said that those days have died and she was no longer the type to go to strip clubs. I wished her a great weekend, told her to have fun regardless of what she was going to do, and to be safe. I didn't bother asking why she would be trying to make plans with me on a Friday night when the conversation we had only a few days before made it clear that there was nothing between us and there wouldn't be anything anytime soon.
That night my friends and I went up to North Beach and made our first stop at Centerfolds. it's an OK strip club. Not the best by far, but good enough to start the night. Not only that but by paying to get into this club we got access to Showgirls across the street.
Like I said to IslandGrl earlier that night, I really am not into strip clubs. I know people who are and they just get very excited about the whole idea of going to a strip club. They go to them just about every week. For me, the few times that I actually go are more about spending time with my friends. The girls hardly ever do much for me. I like seeing naked women as much as any other guy but unless they put on a good performance I don't get all excited about anything.
I did get one lap dance at Centerfolds. It was supposed to be a 4 for 1 special. You pay $20 and you get a lap dance for 4 songs. The girl was extremely pretty. She was a Latina girl with a very nice body. Not muscular and not flabby. She was fit, had nice natural breasts that were probably full B cups, and nice dark skin. We went back to the lap dance booth (that's how they do things there) and she sits me down. Then she tells me that the deal is that $20 gets me in the booth but how good the show is depends on how much money I give her extra. I hate it when that type of shit happens, and it only happens in strip clubs in San Francisco. In Rancho Cordova $20 will get you one hell of a lap dance, no bullshit added.
I went ahead and gave the girl $40 extra and she said that I could put my hands anywhere I wanted. The lap dance was ok. It's not that she wasn't sexy or that she wasn't trying. She was putting her all into it. I just can't really get into stuff like that because I know that they don't really like me. She was disappointed that I didn't get an erection. She tried really hard but it just wasn't happening. What's the point of getting a boner anyway? It's not like we were going to have sex.
After a while there we went across the street to Showgirls. It's a much more fancy schmancy place. they have nice plush seats and couches and the whole thing is put on like it's all very upscale. We really just kicked it there and talked. After a while I left with my best friend and his wife. They were spending the night with me in Fremont.
Saturday we hung out in San Francisco. We went to Union Square and the SF Shopping Center. We spend a ridiculous amount of time at Old Navy.
That night dinner was at Bucca Di Beppo. Dinner was good, fun, and cheap. Finding parking in the city on Saturday night was horrible. I drove around forever, I couldn't even get in the 5th Street parking garage. I ended up dropping my friends off and then finding a garage a long ways away.
Afterwards we were supposed to go to Ruby Skye for dancing but we were joined at dinner by the birthday girls cousin and she really wanted to go to Jillian's. They play Hip Hop there on Saturday nights and the crowd is a bit on the ghetto side so I wasn't so sure that it would be a great idea. The cousin was very much into this scene so she felt strongly that we should go there. In the end the cousin had her way. Even though the whole scene wasn't what most of us were into we still had fun.
My car ended up being locked in the garage when I got to it after we left Jillian's. Apparently it closes at midnight. SUCKS. I didn't know that it closed that early but I was planning on moving it anyway after dinner because we would have needed to drive to Ruby Skye.
So we went back to the hotel that one couple had gotten for the night. I got another room at a great price because my company had a deal with them.
We were up in their room chatting a bit when someone brought up the idea of going to The Power Exchange. It's this long time San Francisco sex club. The birthday girl's cousin is good friends with the owner and got her and everyone else on the guest list for Saturday night. They had this idea that it was a club like a dance club but people would do some freaky deaky on the down low in dark corners. I tried to tell them that the whole place was the dark corner and there was freaky deaky everywhere. The place is about sex and that's it. Nevertheless everyone wanted to go so we got in a cab and headed over there.
There were a lot of trannys outside of the place and surprisingly some thug looking guys. We went in and didn't have to take our clothes off even though me and the other guy were not with any girls. We walked around a bit and I knew that they were freaking out. There were perv men who had to walk around in a towel that was more like a hand towel than anything. They almost all had one hand on their weenies while they walked around with a slight hunch in their back.
There wasn't actually much sex going on but it was about 3:30am so I'm sure it was dead compared to earlier in the night. The only action going on that we came across initially was this chick having hot wax poured on her ass. Then the fat chick handing out the punishment took knives and ran the blades all around her back and ass. She didn't cut her though. Then she started to paddle her and flog her.
This dude walked up to my friend's wife who was standing with me and asked her if she knew about "the magic wand" which of course she didn't. He asked her if she wanted to check it out. I fully expected her to say "no thanks strange man" but she turned towards me and said "sure, let's check it out." OH BOY.
The magic wand that the perv dude was talking about was this electrified glass rod. It was like one of those things at Spencer's Gifts that you touch and it shoots electric bolts towards your fingers. Only with that thing the glass protects your hands so you never get shocked. This thing had nothing to protect you so you did get shocked. You could adjust the settings from a slight tingle to a full blown shock. The perv was actually quite pleasant. he didn't try to grope her or pull his peenie out or anything like that. He had her put her hands out face down and then ran the wand over her hands. Then he said she could take off her coat and he could run it up and down her arms if she wanted. She said yes and let him do it. I could tell that my friend was starting to get irritated that she was letting this guy do this to her. On the one hand, the perv wasn't putting his pee-pee up her butt but on the other hand it was clearly something sexual for him.
Then he asked her if she was interested in letting him "ground" the wand to his hip and he could use his fingers to "shock" her. She said sure and the dude took this attachment which was like a metal rod and stuck it down the front of his pants. Then he started running his fingertips up and down her arms. My friend was really getting pissed off and was telling her it was time to go. My other friends and I exchanged nervous smiles because we could clearly see how pissed he was but it went totally over her head. Then the perv asked if she could run his fingertips up and down her back and my friend said no and took her by the hand and pulled her away.
They went off, probably to talk about what just happened. We went back to the chick getting her ass smacked. Right by there was this little room or something called "Asshole Alley." This really hot tranny went in there with pervy towel boy in hot pursuit. The tranny sat down and exposed some top notch boobees. Then the dude sat down next to he/she and she went to town on his weenie with her mouth. From what seemed like all over the club there was a swarm of pervy towel boys that ran to the scene. They all crowded in and it looked like the tranny was enjoying ALL of their company. WOW. That's a once in a lifetime sight.
We walked back over to wand boy and he had another chick for his demonstrations. She did the wand thing and then they started the flogging thing. He was flogging her very hard, or at least it sounded like it was hard. The chick was really enjoying it.
During this we noticed that we lost the other single dude in our party. We all wandered around looking for him but didn't find him. The couple that had the drama went up to the "couples only" area so me and the remaining couple walked around a bit. We saw something going on in a room and walked in. The tranny from before was bare ass naked on a bed in this medieval looking room and there was a pervy towel boy whacking at his peen next to the bed. The thing I noticed about the tranny was that he had no peen of his own. So I guess he was a post op tranny, or I was just wrong to assume he was a tranny. It's not like she was ugly. She was a knockout. I just didn't think a hot ass woman would be all into pervy towel boys. Anyway, the towel boy couldn't get it up and she/he got annoyed and put on her clothes.
Finally we heard from the lost dude. He had wandered outside and then took a cab back to the hotel. So we decided to leave as well. We got back to the hotel a little after 4:30am and went to sleep. It was quite an experience.
4:03 p.m. - 2004-12-12
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