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Holiday Christmas party on Friday.
Two coworkers mention coke to me!
What is that all about.
One comes to my house with his wife.
We get blasted and hop in the hot tub.
I get to see her naked.
Go to NYC on Saturday.
Go to the Hustler Club. The VIP section.
Proceed to get in a huge fight with the first stripper who comes over.
We mentally spar for a while until she leaves.
She comes back and calls me an asshole.
I have her laughing. I can tell she is intrigued.
She looks at me (we are hitting it off now) and says "are you on something?"
I figured I would lie but then said "yup, my boss put two E pills on my dinner and I didn't see them and ate them. Um, and I may have done some rips too"
She mentioned she had not done Rips in for ever but it sounded good.
Next thing I know she is ripping them off my abs in the middle of the club. She is a sneaky one.
Went to the anything goes VIP room and got a really good dance.
She bend WAY over infront of me and dropped her gstring to the floor.
Did some rips off he ass. I may or may not have licked something too.
Went to an underground strip club after.
Pretty shady.
Got pretty drunk.
One girl was being a total bitch for no reason. I finally asked her to leave. She wouldn't so I paid her $120 to go away.
I am pretty sure she was a hooker and was an addict.
She came back later and asked if she could stay if she paid me back. I said no.
Two girls came over and asked what the deal was. I said she was being a bitch and she was obviously a hooker and an addict.
I'm guessing they all are because they got mad at me.
The original one came back all happy and said she was "sorry". I am pretty sure she used the money I gave her to get a fix so she was fine now.
We were leaving with three of the girls when two of them bailed out because, in their own words, "I was probably going to kill them"
From there we were on the elevator (seven of us) with one girl. She said "great, I am going to a hotel with seven guys" I couldn't resist saying something rediculous so I said "I don't know about you but I am going to slip into something more comfortable"
My buddies died.
I went back to my room.
Next day I missed my train.
Was stuck in NYC until today around 3pm.
Missed Christmas entirely.
That story is either 100% true or 100% false and I may have left the dirtiest details out too.
Two coworkers mention coke to me!
What is that all about.
One comes to my house with his wife.
We get blasted and hop in the hot tub.
I get to see her naked.
Go to NYC on Saturday.
Go to the Hustler Club. The VIP section.
Proceed to get in a huge fight with the first stripper who comes over.
We mentally spar for a while until she leaves.
She comes back and calls me an asshole.
I have her laughing. I can tell she is intrigued.
She looks at me (we are hitting it off now) and says "are you on something?"
I figured I would lie but then said "yup, my boss put two E pills on my dinner and I didn't see them and ate them. Um, and I may have done some rips too"
She mentioned she had not done Rips in for ever but it sounded good.
Next thing I know she is ripping them off my abs in the middle of the club. She is a sneaky one.
Went to the anything goes VIP room and got a really good dance.
She bend WAY over infront of me and dropped her gstring to the floor.
Did some rips off he ass. I may or may not have licked something too.
Went to an underground strip club after.
Pretty shady.
Got pretty drunk.
One girl was being a total bitch for no reason. I finally asked her to leave. She wouldn't so I paid her $120 to go away.
I am pretty sure she was a hooker and was an addict.
She came back later and asked if she could stay if she paid me back. I said no.
Two girls came over and asked what the deal was. I said she was being a bitch and she was obviously a hooker and an addict.
I'm guessing they all are because they got mad at me.
The original one came back all happy and said she was "sorry". I am pretty sure she used the money I gave her to get a fix so she was fine now.
We were leaving with three of the girls when two of them bailed out because, in their own words, "I was probably going to kill them"
From there we were on the elevator (seven of us) with one girl. She said "great, I am going to a hotel with seven guys" I couldn't resist saying something rediculous so I said "I don't know about you but I am going to slip into something more comfortable"
My buddies died.
I went back to my room.
Next day I missed my train.
Was stuck in NYC until today around 3pm.
Missed Christmas entirely.
That story is either 100% true or 100% false and I may have left the dirtiest details out too.
