I was still seeing Nipples but only now and then. Although we would still occasionally get together she had thrown me in jail where I had spent the night but that's in "Death on the Wild Side" so we will just have to get along with the rest of my misadventures in the St Louis Metro East topless night clubs.
My new hang out became the Paradise Club because by this time I had been barred from several places. I had decked the bouncer at C Mowes and Nipples had told me he was missing several teeth afterwards.
They barred me for life for that one but a couple years later after the bouncer stole from the till they had different ideas on that. There were several girls who worked the day shift at Paradise Club who were cute and entertaining. Topping the cast was a thin blonde named Star. I started hanging out there at night as well as the day.
One night as I sat at the bar getting thoroughly soused, I Noticed a blonde who had just started working there. I had never seen her before but she looked like Nipples, but then again, I was wasted. I kept looking at her. Finally she took a seat two bar stools down from me so I went right up to her and offered to buy her a drink.
She was different from any stripper I had met. A few words coming from her mouth conveyed so much. She could be coy. And she could be frank. But usually she was to the point----and not that she wasn't into conversing for extended periods of time.
"What are you doing in a place like this?" I had asked her. Her reply---"I live one-hundred and ten miles from here. There I am a mother and a Registered Nurse. I am looked upon as a pillar of the community and as Susie do it right. If they only knew what I did here on weekends."
"Why are you doing it then?"
"Because I'm thirty-two years old and not getting any younger. I've always wondered what it is like being a stripper. And my ex boyfriend has connections. I mentioned going to work at another club and he said he'd fix it so I could never work there. So part of it is wanting to show him."
For the next several months we talked about going out but it never seemed to work out. She wasn't lying. She was an RN. She ended up giving me the phone number to the hospital she worked for. I called there several times and she called me back. She worked in the cardio vascular unit.
She liked my coming to the stage while she was dancing and if I would offer her a tip she would usually refuse. Back at the bar she'd tell me: "You are different from the other guys who come in here. Most of them are complete bozos whereas you are smart and fun to hang around with.
I ended up going out with Star several times. Once I took her fishing down at my farm. Later on Star would start to work at noon but she would often stay as late as midnight. So I'd start out drinking with her but the nurse would come in while she was still there. After awhile it got to be a little confusing, especially when Nipples started to work there again. One afternoon I was sitting with Star at the bar when Nipples came in. Right after Star left I saw Nipples start swaggering close to the door. And when Nipples swaggered a new meaning attached itself to the word swagger. I bought her a drink. Nipples started talking about her boyfriend looking for me with a shot gun.
I left an hour later and drove home. But the next day when I got into the Miata I noticed little pin holes of light appearing from inside the sports car's top. Going outside the car to look I noticed scratch marks all over the top as if someone had taken a nail file to it. Nipples. Had to be her. She had gotten jealous over my sitting with Star and that's why she had swaggered around so much.
Then Platinum Club over in Brooklyn bought the Paradise Club out and renamed it Platinum Paradise Show Club. They remodeled the place extensively, putting in a nice VP room and all kinds of mirrors all over the club's walls. And lights. Lights everywhere. Place looked very classy now and the best part of it was----the same girls were working there. Then they told me the club was getting a hot tub and a limo.
One night I was drinking first with the nurse, then with Star. Or I'd be drinking with them both at the same time. After Star went up to the stage the nurse said to me: "The limo is waiting outside. The club's just started using it. I've never done a limo ride before."
"What? You've never done a limo before?" I replied. "I used to do those all the time over at C Mowes. Almost every girl who did a limo with me, screwed me in the back. That's what it was there for."
"I'm just curious," the nurse replied. "I'd sure like to do one."
"I'll take you in the limo," I said to her, "but we have to agree on our rules. I want everything. I want us to go all the way."
"I'll do it then. It's all the way then."
That limo costs one hundred and seventy bucks. And that included the girl who I had assumed was getting one hundred out of it with the club keeping the other seventy, same as C Mowes. Inside the limo had a sun roof that you could open from the back seat. There were little cup holders back there for bar glasses and a nice stereo that a couple could operate from the back seat. But the nurse and I had other things in mind.
It took us thirty-five minutes to go to wherever we were going and back to the club but we didn't know where we were going because we were too busy fucking in the back. A few minutes after we had finished we saw that we were coming back into the club's parking lot. I noticed that the nurse was looking a little pale. She commented that she was sick, then once the limo parked, she opened the back door, leaned over and vomited onto the parking lot.
Which was eloquent testimony to my sexual prowess. As soon as we got inside she disappeared into the dressing room to change her clothes. Twenty minutes or a half hour later she came up to me at the bar where she told me she was going home. All the way home. One hundred and ten miles.
Which left me with star. Back at the table we had all sat at she said: "I heard you just went on a limo. I'd sure like to do that limo."
"I'll take you on a limo ride then," I told her, "but first you have to agree to my rules."
"What rules?"
"In the limo we don't do anything. No sex. None of that. We will just tell the driver to take us where we want to go and have a ball."
Inside the back of the limo Star started to play with the buttons to the stereo. Then she tried the controls for the sun roof. Five minutes later we were out on the highway, the driver doing sixty or sixty-five.
We were still drinking in that limo. I can't remember who did it but one of us opened the sun roof. We were soon standing up in the limo's compartment exposing our heads and upper bodies to all the cars flashing by. "Let's take our shirts off," I suggested. Within seconds we were both standing there catching the wind, topless. Star's breasts were in full view of every car within two hundred yards of us.
Two guys pulled up to us and started yelling at us. We yelled back at them: "We are heading out to a pizza place. Want to join us there?" Then we told them the name of the pizza place. We had ordered our pizza from back at the club. It was ready by the time we got there. When the guys came in we told them we were at the Platinum Paradise Show Club and had to get back right way. Then we invited them to come in and drink with us. But they never showed.
But that was a long time ago and I don't remember what time it was when Star left the club. That was a weekend night and the club stayed open until six AM on weekends. I was usually one of the last to leave. But this night I ended up sitting at the bar next to Diamond.
A few weeks later Diamond and her boyfriend would come over to the farm where they would shoot a porno flick. They were into selling their home grown porno flicks wherever they could and often went into other clubs to recruit other dancers to star in them. Diamond along with Star and one other dancer usually worked days until both Diamond and Star started working much longer hours.
I had already had a lot to drink but this night I pulled out all the stops. Kevin was bartending. He usually let me get away with murder and often lit my cigarettes for me. Later on he would be managing club in the St Louis Metro East and still later on he would find himself managing a club in another city. Diamond and I got very drunk together.
We were drinking straight shots of tequila. Before six AM hit we had over twenty-four shots between us. Somewhere along the line Diamond had her top off sitting next to me with her bare breasts showing. Worse...I had my s shirt and shoes off so I was both bare-chested and barefoot. Then we started doing body shots.
The way we did body shots........one of us would start licking the other's nipples then smear salt all over them so the salt crystals would stick to the nipples. The next step was to suck the salt off the other person's nipples. Then whoever was on the receiving end would now do the smearing and sucking. Which left two limes. One person put a lime in the other's mouth, then start French kissing the victim until the lime was passed from the victim's to the instigator's mouth. The roles became reversed when we resumed our little trick with the second lime.
While Diamond and I sat there doing our body shots I saw a guy walk by us and yelled out to him: "Hey. You even see this done before?" He said that he hadn't and immediately joined us at the bar where he saw us do it over and over again.
When I noticed it was getting close to six AM I decided I was drunk enough to leave. The sun had already started to come up as I got into the Miata's little cockpit. Then I heard someone yelling out to me. It was the guy who had watched us do the body shots.
He was a pretty good looking guy in his early thirties. By this time I was to the point of not being able to comprehend anything around me and heard him babbling to me something about-----"Did you see her?"
"See who?" I asked.
"My wife. The pretty blonde was was with me inside."
"No. I hadn't noticed."
"Well, I am surprised at that because she's about the best looking gal in the whole place."
"Didn't see her. Too busy drinking and clowning around."
"Hey...Would you be interested in coming home with us? Then he told me what he had in mind. Lost him somewhere there because as I have mentioned I had over a dozen shots of tequila let alone all the mixed drinks and beer I had drunk before that. But it was something about fucking his wife in front of him or all three of us going to bed together.
I told him I didn't think I was interested. Then he went back inside the club. A pretty blonde came outside to my car just seconds after he disappeared. The woman introduced herself and he was right. She was better looking than practically any dancer in the place. Then she asked me point blank. "Do you want to come home with us."
"I am sorry," I told her. "But I think I'd disappoint you. I'm very tired and I am very drunk."
After she said goodbye and went back into the club I drove to a nearby motel. I woke up a few weeks later to a Visa bill. Kevin had already started telling everyone who would listen: "Jack and Diamond had over twenty-four shots of Tequila one night and that was on top of everything else they drank. My Visa bill for that one night came to five hundred and fifty dollars, and sure, I had done two limos but that still left over two hundred bucks that had to have been for drinks.
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