The first time I met Candy at this strip club, she was actually headed out the door into the late winter darkness while I was walking in at about 8pm.... Her looks got my attention though—blonde, skinny, and a bit tired looking, but that wasn’t unusual for dancers who kept long hours at the club and also probably worked a day job too.It wouldn’t be until a few weeks later that I would see Candy again—this time standing at the jukebox in the club and waiting for her set to come up. When she got. He knew it was miss goody goodies way of trying to show him up, and make him look bad that she had taken this whole thing so much better than he had when she was in control of him. The little bitch had always been trying to make him look bad.Well, now he would see her crash and burn for all time when she had to cheer bare assed with "whore" branded on her ass. She wouldn't be able to weasel out of this one like she had the bathroom deal. Fucking Cathy Griffin. He had set her up to be expelled. ”I hadn’t taken string notice of her height, but it was obviously inflated by her heels.“Don’t worry,” I said, slipping my hand around her waist and pulling her in closer to where I stood in front of her. “When we are perpendicular, height really doesn’t really matter.”She smiled as she looked up at me and proffered another very pronounced wink. I slipped my hand up to her chin and leaned down to press my lips to hers.The kiss was a soft one, on the lips, and then I withdrew long enough to try. The band started tuning up their instruments, and Sheila gave us our instructions.If the tune was just pop music so that we were doing disco-type dancing, then all seven of us would be on the floor. When there was more formal dancing, we'd take turns with each other so all four of the girls got a decent outing.We agreed that, rather than one of the girls being left alone at the table with our coats, one of the men would sit out each of the dances with the two girls who were not dancing. All.