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It happened about 5 years ago. To suppliment my income, I sometimes wrote as a freelancer for a local newspaper. I only got about $25 per article, but it did help out. I suppose I should back up a bit. I've always been somewhat of a closet exhibitionist. Not the sort who would expose himself willingly as I felt very self-conscious about my body. I never thought it was good enough, even though it was a swimmers' body with some weight-training thrown in. I had always thought about being naked in front of a group of appreciative women, even sometimes went to the pool just for the experience of being unclothed except for a swimming suit. But somehow that wasn't quite the same as my fantasy as everyone there was wearing swimming suits. Of course, that's what made it acceptable, kept me from getting arrested, but it also took quite a bit of the edge off. I tried to compensate by wearing extremely cut briefs, closing my eyes to pretend that the female voices came from fully clothed women, but I still knew I was safe. In fact, no one ever commented on me. Well, it so happened that a male-strip club was opening in a large city about 90 miles away from where I lived. I didn't even notice this, but the editior gave me a call and asked if I would cover the story. I agreed. I always felt women sould have such places anyway and I needed the money. What I failed to do was call the place before I left, but I just had time to deposit the check and buy some food with the money before heading out. Now I had to do the story no matter what. As I got to the city, I decided to call the owner from a phonebooth. Essentially, I found out, somewhat to my surprise, that the ability to dance was considered very important. This was not the case at female strip shows, so I was curious about it. I asked him if I could come in and talk to him, exchanged names, and I arrived there a few minutes later. I arrived extremely nervous. A preminition, I suppose. I told him about my desire to do an atricle on the show and he explained a few things to me, the most ominous being the rule that only women were allowed in the club with the exception of the strippers. I suggested that perhaps I could wait on table while covering the show, but he informed me that only waitresses worked the floor and that even the bartender was female. I asked if I could watch from back stage, but even that was dismissed. Finally, in desperation, remembering the money I had already spent, I asked "I'd really like to feature your club, sir, isn't there anyway I could?" "Only if you are in the show," he said. "But I can't dance very well at all," I protested. He got up and looked at me, then said "Wait here for Donna. She'll try to work something out" and left. So, there I was, sitting in this sparce office, waiting. In came Donna. She was in her mid-fourties, well-preserved, brimming with energy and self-confidence, assertiveness. "Hi, handsome, I'm the manager and I understand you want to cover a show?" "Yes, but I can't dance." She smiled, "Now let me be the judge of that. Take off your shirt." I looked at her, red-faced. "Oh, how modest you are, and I love that blush. But if you want me to help you, take off that shirt." I took off the shirt, slowly, and she frowned. "No, not like that at all. Remove it quickly, all at once." Major Melons has Tons of Nipple Slip Pictures
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