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How old to you have to be to get into a strip club in NC? What about SC?

My son's uncle wants to take him for his birthday.

18 in SC to get into and to work the pole.

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My wife and I went to a strip club in Tampa, sat at a table next to hulk hogan and his wife. i challenged him to an arm wrestle, he declined. Smart move on his part.

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My wife and I went to a strip club in Tampa, sat at a table next to hulk hogan and his wife. i challenged him to an arm wrestle, he declined. Smart move on his part.

No kidding. His wife is Rodeo.

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Is rape still against the law :D

Not if you get married.

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My wife and I went to a strip club in Tampa, sat at a table next to hulk hogan and his wife. i challenged him to an arm wrestle, he declined. Smart move on his part.

Mons?

You know you love that place. :D

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Sharky's in Fayetteville, NC when I went to Methodist University. A buddy and I went and I was pretty broke, had a few bucks that I could blow if I wanted. I got a water and just chilled, watched the girls and had a good time. I was talked into going up to the stage for one little dance (typical "hold the bars and don't touch the girls" rule applied) and she did her job, then, as she was rubbing her boobs in my face and I felt on top of the world...it happened. She decided to take one of them and smack me about 5 times with it. After the first shot, I was like "hot", the second "interesting" and every one after that I was like "what is this, I don't even..."

Also, I had a dip in and needless to say, that dip got moved from one side to the other. Pretty sure I also left with a concussion.

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lol been there, years ago. Used to be a Hooters across the street?

Possibly.

Lots of crazy stories from there most of which I wont go into, including a stripper getting me kicked out.

I was actually grateful the next day.

My ex boss was there on a night they got raided.

I went once, left and went to Taco Bell, went back to my hotel to eat my taco bell in my underwear only to realize, id "lost" my pager. Got dressed, went back to the Plus, and had to ask my stripper friend and her new best friend ( i was devestated) if they could please get off the couch and look for my pager...there it was on the couch.

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Sorry for the megabump, but I came across this thread in a completely unrelated search (I promise) and couldn't resist... Read all the stories and they're all awesome.

Mine? (TL;DR WARNING, BUT HOPEFULLY IT'S WORTH IT). Well, a few months after I turned 18, my best friend busts in my bed room at my parents house while I'm asleep, completely wakes me up and tells me to get up and get ready to go. I'm pissed and I'm like "where? what are you talking about?" He says it's a surprise. Well, he's like a brother to me, so I get ready to go and I can't take it, so I keep asking him on the way out where are we going. He finally tells me to the strip club.

This was huge. Both of our moms are very strong, Christian women, and so, with both of us still living at home at the time, we still kind of had that fear factor going. My mom gave us a speech if she found out we looked at a Playboy about what she didn't allow in her house, same with his mom...

So, we head to the strip club. We were decked out... wearing some very expensive cologne as well. Just looking fresh all around. We go to this place called "The Doll's House" in Fayetteville at the time. We walk in, slightly scared, not knowing what to expect, feeling a bit out of place and like someone was going to call our moms, lol. We walk in, they ask our age, we show our IDs, they stamp our hands... We're in! We go in and we see all these girls dancing on stage. We're laughing and joking to each other about how "this beats cinemax!"

Now, as many of you have intimated, I also am against ever paying for sex or to see boobs. I feel like if I was still a dirtbag and single, I could easily be able to get both for free. I was of the same mind at the time. I never really planned on going... Thing was, my friend had just been in a horrible car accident a year earlier and just got paid off the settlement. It was at least like 30 or 40k if I remember right. So he was saying the night was his "treat," like a late bday present.

Cool right?

Problem was, he didn't give me the money when we walk in. So, we're sitting down and crazy stuff starts to happen. The ladies that stamped us, knowing we're 18, bring out the alcohol and liquor and ask if we want it. We both declined (I've never drunk in my life). But, it threw me off that they offered anyway. So, all the strippers start coming off the stage to find dudes, and I have no idea what's going on. My heart is racing. Meanwhile, my boy holds up some cash to the hottest dancer in there that night as she walks off the stage... It was $20 a lapdance back in the VIP area. The girl comes over, starts talking to him. I'm in awe of her, and really was hoping he got her for me. Nope. It was for him.

He sees my face, looks over and realizes he's got to get me one before he goes back. So this, older latina comes off the stage and he yells for her, throws up the cash, and points to me, "My friend, get him." So we all go back to the VIP area. I'm a bit of a germaphobe, I immediately scope out the area and I have some serious questions, lol. It's a leather couch that has clearly seen some serious "ish" in it's days... The leather is cracked all across it. It's a multi-piece that surrounds the whole wall of the room. Huge and disgusting looking. My stripper sits me down closest to the door. My boy goes to the opposite end of the room, almost perpendicular to me. Music starts, and they slowly work their way into their dances.

I'm kind of pissed at this point. My stripper looks like a battered housewife turned prostitute. Unimpressed with her face, body was okay but all I remember thinking was that she looked old and why didn't my friend get me the dimepiece? So she starts to dance, I'm starting to enjoy it and block out all that pissed me off. Then I look down and see a giant hole in the back of her thigh on her fishnets. I'm like, WTF is going on here? She starts to grind on me, and accordingly, I pop wood big time, lol. She apparently enjoys that and acts like my wood was the fountain of youth... She aggressively starts to grind on it and I can't take it anymore... I get caught up in the moment and push back on her and start humping her as well, lol. She start to laugh and pulls her thong and everything off and is rubbing all over me with her bare vagina (which I was told later was illegal or against health codes). She says her name is "Shymar." (sp?)

I look at my friend, and try to "whisper scream" for him to look, I guess to give the "this is awesome" nod or a thumbs up, or whatever. But, he clearly is in another world. His stripper is laying on his lap with her legs wide open in his face. I laugh to myself because he is completely enthralled... His mouth is wide open and he looks like the happiest kid on earth, lol. Meanwhile, Shymar continues to violate me and then puts her *** in my lips. I'm just caught in the moment at this point. She bites down on my junk several times throughout the dance and then whispers in my ear something, I can't remember now, and her breath wreaks of alcohol. I think she asked me to get her again and she enjoyed it...

We go back out front where the stage is and sit down after the dance is over. Some more girls dance on the pole, we're just chilling, feeling like the biggest pimps ever. My friend jokes, "Wouldn't it be f**ked up if the car battery went dead out here and we had to call someone to come get us? HAHA!" Kind of playing on how strict our families were. I don't even care at that point. So, all of the dancers come down again for another dance. My jackass friend hits up the dimepiece again for another $20. I look at him with the "What about me" shrug. He's half-heartedly asks this girl with HUGE jugs how much it is for me to get a table dance. She says $10. He gives it to her and says "give him a dance." The girl does her thing, smacking my face with her tits, but never the nipple, lol. She sloppily does what she does, and I don't really enjoy it, it's not nearly as "intimate" of a setting when it's a bunch of older G.I.'s sitting around you watching your face get slapped with huge jugs at a table.

So, then she sits down and talks to me for a minute. I can't remember what all was said, but ultimately, me feeling myself at the time as I did well with the ladies, I get caught up in the moment again and ask "So, can you like... ummm.... Give me your number?" And I think I also asked something about giving them money to hang out. I had no idea how awkward that was going to be before it came out. I really didn't think it out. Dummy. She says "Uhh, no. If we leave hear and do anything with customers, then it becomes prostitution." Or something along those lines. We did talk about me being young and such, but it was definitely awkward. She tells me a horrible joke I'll never forget after that and goes about her business.

My friend comes back out feeling like a million bucks and is talking about how awesome it is. I'm pissed and telling him he's being greedy and why can't I have the dimepiece for once? He says he's sorry and he'll get me next time. Meanwhile, we're up at the stage throwing money at the same girl who just gave me the table dance. I tell him about the awkward exchange. No sweat. We're laughing it up again, he's getting tits slapping his face at this point and smiling like a happy little schoolboy. Then over the P/A, "Will the owner of a red mercury cougar please come to the front, you're lights are on." He immediately has a face of idiocy overcome his giddiness and he backs his face out of the motorboat position to scream, "DAMMIT!!!"

We start laughing and run out, and sure enough, it's his car. He tries to start it, and the battery is already dead. We are laughing hysterically at this point and go back inside to ask if anyone can give us a jump. The lady at the front says she can do it, but it's going to cost us. So, we say fine how much. She says, "I'm just kidding, I'll help you out." They jump the car, and we let it run a minute, then go back in like dummies, not caring if it goes dead again.

The tits were just too much.

They come out for more lap dances and my friend take the dimepiece yet again, and hands another girl a 20 for me. I go to the back and the same thing happens as before... Girl seems to get really engaged, like more than usual, and she starts licking my neck and ears, she bites my ears, etc., pulls her thong off also. Meanwhile, none of the other girls in the room are doing this as I'm looking around. She tells me she's a student at Fayetteville State and is paying for college, cool beans. The dance ends and she thanks me for choosing her (even though I didn't), in part because "I smell really good."

We call it a night after that and even though I was mad at my friend for not giving me the dimepiece at least once, we laugh all the way home. It was awesome. We find out a few months later, the joint got shut down for violations... Plenty of reasons they could I suppose, but we loved it.

We still occasionally argue about it after about 10 years that he was selfish and made me look like his son asking for money for lap dances... "Hey dad, can I have that one?" "Sure son, here you go woman, and make sure to top him off!" LOL. He agrees and has apologized numerous times, but overall it was an awesome night.

I doubt you read all of that, but it needed to be put in type after all these years.

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I read it all, two hours I'll never get back...

Funny story though.

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I think its wonderful that 95% of these girls are in nursing school. Good luck ladies.

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