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Guilders each to spend as they wish. Granted, it’s not a fortune, but
it’s amazing what you can “get” for small, folding, denominations starting at
Five Guilders each.
    Strip
club money invariably comes in folding notes and, importantly, some that are
smaller than legal tender. There are many reasons, but some of the more obvious
ones include: the lack of anywhere to put coins when all you have on is a thong
and/or a garter belt (No, not there!); it’s an encouragement for the ‘less
wealthy’ among us to spend (at least a little) over and above the entry fee;
and there’s a reluctance for customers to change small amounts of “club money”
back into “real money” when they leave, for fear of looking cheap. So the
astute, viewing-public tend to make sure they spend it all.
    Anyway,
as Luke handed out the “Club Guilders”, which almost looked like real money,
but were very ornately (and tastefully) decorated with ‘beauties’ in various
states of undress and pose, he gave them all some sound advice and candor.
    “Use
these wisely!”
    “And, if
you can’t do that, then, fuck it! Get what you can!”
    The
evening’s rallying speech had moved them all deeply, of course, and they
immediately sought out suitable hostesses for “imbibe of the finest order”
while they decided which way to turn next. It didn’t seem to matter. Sit,
stand, left, right, this stage, that table, this pole, that stool, or, stay
right here coz this is good too.
    Once the
drinks came, they ended up in their usual little cliques and split up.
    Famke
and Aya hung around with Graham and Luke at one of the bars facing the main
stage. One of them had let it slip to the staff that it was Graham’s Stag Night
and before too long he was joined by a very attractive blond girl, and as it
happened “a Geordie”. Incredible, eh? In Amsterdam.
    Wearing
only a Diamante thong and the “de rigueur” stripper stilettos (clear plastic
platforms and very high) she proceeded to wrap herself around him fondling and
stroking him all over like a pussy cat with her bright red painted finger
nails. After a brief conversation with the group she looked up and into
Graham’s eyes, put one finger to her lips, took him by the hand and led him to
one of the stages. Graham feigned his objection at first but gave in, as he
should.
    Luke,
Famke and Aya sniggered between themselves as if they knew what was coming
next. Luke prepared himself for a “Stage Show” Amsterdam style. This is, after
all, what the place is known for.
    Suitable
music started and the performance began. Initially Graham was being used as a
“pole” and she was good . Next she
started to undress him slowly. First the bow tie, then the jacket, then the trousers. But what came next was a little
surprising. The little “Geordie” must have concluded that our ‘man of the
moment’ was a little too pissed for that
kind of show and instead she improvised.
    She
began putting his clothes on! Gradually and sensually she removed all of his
garments and dressed herself up. A reverse strip show if you will. Good for the girls but a little disappointing for the guys as,
having started semi-naked she ended up fully clothed. The only things not
removed were his shoes and socks. Such a classy touch!
    Graham
paraded and danced all over the stage, hands waving in the air, and dick waving
in the wind. He had a ball and everyone had a laugh.
    She
eventually took pity on him and got him down from the stage and back to Luke
and the girls. They both got a tremendous applause for their efforts. As the
usual entertainment restarted the laughs continued at the bar and Graham decided,
“Fuck it!” he didn’t need his clothes anymore. Luke ordered him another drink
but his standing around naked got the better of the Geordie after a while. Realizing
there was no real money in the game she’d started, she threw his clothes back
at him and stormed off. Almost immediately Graham was dragged “stage