Anyway, sometimes when we were in the university, we would do things together. On one evening we decided to push the limits to some degree: we would go together to see a fashion show; and then later, view a strip show. Upfront disclosure: neither of us saw either type of performance, so you can say that we were both virgins.
Anyway, in the accepted New Orleans custom, we summoned up a little Dutch courage by first getting some Ramos Gin Fizzes, New Orleans's official girlie drink.
Then we did the fashion show. We both liked it. We both wondered why the models looked so glum. Did someone shoot their dogs?
On the way to Bourbon Street, we met some friends from the university. It turned out that they were hanging out there too, and we all took in a show together.
Anyway, the emcee asked if any from the audience wanted to audition; and one of our friends hopped on stage and did a partial strip, down to her undies. Another one from our group matched her on the dare.
Then it was, "Come on, Angel! Come on Angel! Show your stuff!" It was peer pressure time, and I was never good at resisting that.
And, under duress, I stood up and unbuttoned a button. Then another. I really didn't want to do it, but . . . .
Dee-Doh immediately pulled me down and told me in his no-nonsense voice, "Stop!"
Thank God! Sometimes guy pals look after their girl pals and provide excuses for their not doing regretful things. He deserved an affectionate thanks later on.
16 comments:
Choosing friends wisely can save your butt (from over exposure)!
Great store. How about pics of you and friends doing their thing.
Did they do a proper Ramon Gin Fizz where it gets passed around the entire bar. That drink needs to be shaken considerably more than a polaroid picture and I've often thought young Andre 3000 missed a trick there. A bit oblique for the average listener perhaps.
Losing my dog definitely made me glum. I don't think a strip show would have even cheered me up.
Ah but what a story you would've had to tell! But this one is good too.
We thought this was going to be a really juicy story. But I'm glad he stopped you!
saved by the dee-doh.
It wouldnt have hurt to go a little farther.
I would have watched your performance respectfully, Angel!
Nice to have a guy to save the day, Angel!
Sowhat if you took off your clothes on a stage. Why would that be so bad!
The models looked so glum because they were hungry. Two buttons... How about that ;)
That must have been some experience. Warm greetings!
Someday I'll have to tell you some of my ... interesting ... stories! Hang on to Dee Doh.
A question: by stripping to bra and panties you are showing no more than wearing a bikini, which I assume you might have done sometimes. Why is stripping so big a deal? And your b.f. has control issues!
Going topless is okay in Asheville, Why not New Orleans too?
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