Two

Two more nights at the club! Yes, I see the light! Last night was the worst of all here so far, so I have faith that it can't get worse than last night from now on. Again, some guy walked by me when I was standing around and grabbed my butt. I punched him in the shoulder and then I managed to place a kick in his ass. While balancing on one 7" stiletto heel, now that's talent! Then I walked up to him and his group, five of them, and told him that I think he is disrespectful, should keep his damned hands to himself and that I did not appreciate him doing that. One of his buddies started yelling at me and told me that it is my own fault because this is what I promote. Aha, I see. So if a woman is on a beach in a bikini it is absolutely OK to just grab a hold of whichever of her body parts that you want since she is in a bikini and thus is promoting a free for all grabbing? I got so upset last night I had to take a moment to myself upstairs, breathe and fight back the tears. Let me clarify something for all of you confused guys out there. EVEN in a strip club, I do not promote for any kind of inappropriate grabbing. One day you might grab the wrong person and there will be some dire consequences for you. One more girl went off on a moron last night for grabbing her behind. It's the girl from Denver, the cute one that has looked at my blog. She too has some form of self worth, stands up for herself and I noticed that she doesn't crawl all over the guys when she is on stage either. Next guy that grabs me is going to get a fist in his face. Or I will kick him in his balls and then say that this is what he was promoting, since he happens to be in a strip club. I can't help that I gave you a donkey kick in your balls buddy, you were PROMOTING it! Sorry!
14 more hours in the club. I am not the only girl that can't wait until the adventure in this hell hole is over. These are the two stages. Here is the more normal looking stage.



And this one I call the "square of torture."



While I was on the square of torture last night, some guy came up, sat down and then said that he reads my blog. I have never met him before, he found it while looking up information about Williston. There are a lot of people that find my blog that way.