I was a stripper, and it was my second night ever stripping. I had done it once before and it was not a pleasant experience. The place was in Anaheim, so it was a long drive. I got there and immediately felt like I may not do more than one dance. I talked to some women there about what it felt like the first time and we agreed that it was weird.
Later, I was in a huge room filled with people, and everyone was coupled. There were het and homo couples, and everyone was in the midst of some sex act. It was not an orgy; it almost looked like a class. There were so many different people of all different looks, sizes, colors and combinations. My job was to dance up and down the aisles for them.
Earlier, I was at the tail-end of a party and Teresa W. was insisting we eat the tofu left on the table. It was a huge rectangular slab of tofu and as I looked more closely, I realized the top half had been eaten off and when we lifted it out of the container there were massive amounts of cockroaches scurrying out and I told everyone to stop eating it.
