Stripper

Apparently I'm not too used to having a big piece of naked and hot meat leaning on me.

Helen has been saying that she wanted to give me a going-away present. And here it is. Or more correctly, here HE is - a stripper.



The guy (his name is Danny, pictured above) is totally huge. And when I say huge I mean every part of him. What did he and I do? It may be a little bit too graphic to describe. Let's just say it involves some dancing, licking, touching, rubbing and er... I better leave it for your imagination.

I took me more than half an hour after the show to come back down to earth. For Helen? Considering how loudly she screamed when Danny took off his undie, I'm sure it will take her like forever to stop praising how hot the stipper is every 5 seconds.