V's Version

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Current Mood: devious
Current Music: Joan Jett, Spank Me, Daddy.
Cherry Club, Cherry Bar - I can't remember - someplace on Folsom in SF. Fun fun fun. And I decided to go with the 1950s retro look of wide neck black collared shirt of pink with black polka dots because I didn't give myself enough time to change from church clothes.

Funny unexpected thing happened - I figured no one would notice (in row three in the dark), if I quickly took off my shirt (I was wearing bra) to get rid of the long sleeved shirt underneath. It was getting warm in there - if ya know what I mean. Well, some fine looking butch from across the room did notice and came over to put money in my bra. Oh my gosh! I blushed and felt pleased and embarrassed at the same time. It made me laugh! I later slipped my number into her suit pocket when she left her jacket behind to go get water. Maybe she'll call?

It was a fun night and I'm grateful to have Trish to drag me out to these city events that I might not go to otherwise.

My favorite dancer was DEFINITELY the classy, sassy femme who had just the right walk, just the right snap of the head. She accepted money but spit it out onto the floor. She was too high class to have money hanging off of her. One of her outfits was a retro see-through lingerie number (good thing I didn't wear mine!) and the other was school girl with ruffled panties underneath. I cheered the clothing.

As opposed to my reaction to Alix - who was a punk rock butch who paid me quite a bit of attention and left me breathless. Oh my! Yes - it was a good night.

I sure do wish I could beam up to the city more easily.