There you were, at the usual place you'd find yourself on a Friday night with nothing else to do, the Red Daisy strip club. With its red interior, gold accents and areas for armless seating, it's a creepy, yet swank, place. Raised stages and poles, straight back chairs without arms for lap dances and doorways that lead to private rooms. Maintaining your personal space, you weaved through the onlookers and found a stool nestled just beside the main stage as the current dancer was finishing her act.
"Thank you for that lovely show, Janice. If I could have your attention: We have a new performer for you tonight! All the way from Reno, Nevada, the Red Daisy is proud to present Baby Girl!" The DJ announced as the next girl came out on stage, wearing black stiletto heels, a short plaid skirt around her waist, with a tiny red lacy thong underneath. Her upper body consisted of a white low cut top that was knotted just above her belly button, exposing her flat tummy while accentuating her juicy breasts. She was putting on an act, swaying her body to the music while her hands wandered around her body, squeezing her ass and grasping her firm tits. During that, something about this girl seemed all too familiar, like you knew her from somewhere.
"Hello there, boys," she said in a sultry tone.
"Have you got anything for me, hmm?" Confusion spread across your face like a virus to the sound of her voice, she looks AND sounds familiar? That's when reality hit you like a runaway train, it was Hailey, your adopted child that ran away from home several years ago. She was all grown up now, exposing her thong-covered pussy to a room full of strangers. She strutted towards your section of the stage, made eye-contact with you, and shot you a mischievous wink.
"Like what you see daddy?" She said as she dropped down into a squat and spread eagle in front of you, putting her dripping wet pussy on display.
"Why don't you touch me like my uncle used to?" You felt as if you were in a trance,