Every night I called Alyssa and we talked, mostly about how much we missed each other. I called her on Friday after our last class. I told her that a ...unch of the guys, eight of us in fact, were going out to dinner and have a couple of drinks to celebrate. It would probably be late when I got back so I wouldn't call her and would be home tomorrow.The night started out innocent enough. We went to a very good steak house to have dinner, drinks were served with the meal and there were a lot of. All the women giggle, some shreech, and of course make comments about all the 'bodes' for display. Each show has a series of male strippers wearing various outfits. One in a cop uniform, one as a construction worker, one in doctors outfitted. Of course the result is all the same they dance down to a g-string. Dance with pillows, pulling off the g-string behind these pillows. The wild charge into the audience with all these screaming women, sticking money in their crotch, or between their. People came and went as they went to relieve the guys working the rides. Before I knew it almost four hours had passed. After a lot of hugging and good-byes I left the trailer. I knew it would probably be the last time that I saw most of those guys.I wandered onto the main drag and slowly made my way towards the booths with their various games. I stopped at an Italian ice stand and bought myself an Italian ice to refresh myself from the heat. As I was paying for my ice, I heard a voice.“Hey, I. Jake nodded and watched as she left the room. -3 days later- ‘Jake where are we going?’ Ashira asked for the tenth time as they drove away from the house they used to live in with Sunny. Jake just smiled. ‘It’s a surprise,’ Jake answered. Ashira growled making Jake laugh again. Ashira looked surprised when he pulled into the the driveway of the Ivy Hotel, one of the most expensive hotels in the area. ‘Jake, what are we doing here?’ Ashira wanted to know. Jake grinned. ‘You and I are.