Yes I know that mythical lay of a lap dancer without some form of money changing hands, sometimes I suprise myself too.
I was out with the chaps in my fair city when we noticed a gentlemans bar across the street of where we were drinking, unsure as to if we would go in or not was soon decided for us as a rock chick walks into the bar and up to our table and gives us passes. She was my type, tattoos and piercings and a cracking body. I'll have some of that thinks I.
So we have another round and head over. The chick who had given us the passes was on the pole and by christ was she good at it, she could crack nuts with those legs.
Normally I hate lapdancing bars as well, whats the point? You go get a dance, sure the girls are pretty and their boobs are in your face, but to be honest unless they are in my hands or mouth I don't really care. I'd rather goto an actual bar and meet a chick there that you won't get thrown out for trying to get her number.

But the other guys where getting right into it, they must of had about 15 dances between the three of them. I had had none, Rock chick comes over and sit's next to me and starts the small talk, before she had finished her first sentence I said "Fine I'll come for a dance, jeez stop being so pushy"
This got a laugh and a comment about maybe she just wanted to talk to me.
We go for a dance and I start making small talk during it, I work in the adult entertainment industry as a performer as well so we kind of talked about that, I complimented her on her pole dancing skills and then we went for a smoke.
We chatted about tattoo's and bands and what not, I said i'd like another Dance later on in the night with her and asked when it closed.
She told me and I asked if that's when she finished.
This got a smile and no response.
A couple of her friends who had the night off turned up and we chatted a little and then headed back to the bar. About 30 mins later Rock chick comes over to our table and starts chatting with me again.
After a little while I say "I really wish I had met you at a night club instead of here"
she wanted to know why, I explained that at a night club we could actually talk and neither of us would have in the back of our minds is the other person only talking to me to get another dance out of me.
She then asks where we are off to after the club, We had no plans, she wanted to know if I fancied hanging out after she finished. Does the pope shit in the woods? Of course I did.

Now this was the tricky part, obviously we couldn't leave together as the management would not like that one bit, and I couldn't get her phone number off of her directly as again that is a no no in these clubs. So she goes over to her friends for a couple of minutes, then comes back over and whispers in my ear to start chatting to the girl she was just talking too. I head over and she has a number scrawled down for me. It felt a little like a mission impossible, well improbable. She came back over after being on the pole again and we arranged to meet somewhere else in town after she finished work.

30 mins later we are back at her place.

Had a nice bit of breakfast this morning then went home.

I wish I could bottle my game and sell it sometimes.

Interesting tale. Congratulations.

I would purchase these bottles and bathe in them till I fart negs!

I'm not a massive fan of direct neg's. Although I do of course pay more attention to a hot girls friends than her so she doesn't feel as though she is the centre of the universe to begin with and generally tries to get involved with my conversation.
But according to this site I have natural game, so I am trying to figure out what it is I actually do so I can let others in on it.