While I'm at it, I wanna share another story.
I have a lot of strip club stories. Here's one. One time, I got a lapdance from this chick called Eva. She was a hot Latina, but she was a bit cold. In order to break the ice, I told her that I was wearing something similar to her outfit. She didn't catch me at first. Then I just blatantly told her that I was wearing a g-string. She started laughing. She then asked if she could see my g-string. So I turned around and pulled down my pants a bit. Then all of a sudden, she spanked my ass and pulled up my g-string.
We went back to our lapdance. This time, she was more playful. She kept playing with the straps of my thong. But after three songs, I got bored of her. So I went out of the booth and went home. I took the metro home. For some reason, I got a weird vibe while I was taking the metro. People were staring at me, and some were even giggling. I didn't bother cuz I was too tired. I got home and went to the washroom. As I was about to undress, I felt the strap of my thong. I looked at myself in the mirror, and there my thong was sticking out over my shirt. Turns out, Eva (the stripper) tucked my shirt in and pulled up my thong. So during the whole metro ride, people got to see my thong sticking out of my pants.
