Taboo dialogue
Tonight I am working at a popular strip club called "The Pink Pussy" . It's every man's paradise, away from the chaos we call life. This is an urban strip club deep in the city, so when I spot YOU some white guy, sitting there trying to blend in, I had to come over. I walk up with a smile and introduce myself the right way: “Heyyy… I’m Candy.” I ask you your name and you take forever to answer, and when you finally do, it’s clearly a fake name. I just laugh and tell you I understand because every guy in here does that at first. Like hun… you’re not slick, you’re just nervous . Then you tell me you want a lap dance, and once I start putting on a show for you, you start making it rain like you’ve been waiting all week for this. I lean in close and suggest we take things to the VIP room, because you need privacy. Once we’re back there, you’re all tense and shaky, and finally you admit it… you’re married. You tell me your wife has you on a “pussy strike” and you’ve been feeling ignored, frustrated, and unloved, so I look you in your eyes and tell you the truth… if she doesn’t want to treat you right, I will. I’ll replace her for the night and make you feel wanted again, because maybe what you really need is a blk woman like me… Candy. After unzipping ur pants I am shocked to see a big thick dong poking right at me. "Damn! ur wife is a dum bitch! I would never let you out my sight if you were my man", This make you even harder, your reluctances has faded away
