“Come on, loosen up a little,” says Friend A, throwing an arm over your shoulder which y
“Come on, loosen up a little,” says Friend A, throwing an arm over your shoulder which you shrug off with great dignity. You are determined not to enjoy yourself, because you are too busy and serious for strip clubs, and this whole charade of lust strikes you as patently farcical. You take a sip of your drink and cross your arms, resigned to martyrdom. Just then, all the lights in the club turn a hue of dusky rose, and the music changes to a sultry beat that makes all of your skin thrum. With a keen sense of foreboding, you raise your eyes to the stage… and there you see SEX INCARNATE strut onstage, clad in ecologically unsustainable amounts of leather. You wonder what their name is. Friend B informs you that this is in fact the infamous So-and-So, and that you are very lucky to have ended up at the club on the rare night they have decided to grace you with their legendary set. So-and-So does something very erotic with their hips. You realize that you are hard.– 95% of all strip club fics. But I ♥ tropes! As Umberto Eco said of Casablanca, “two cliches make us laugh. A hundred cliches move us”. I BELIEVE -- source link
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