There I was, having little walk around Nana on a quiet Sunday night. Pretty Lady as per usual had given me a boner and got me in the mood for some Pretty Ladies… so a little stroll to Rainbow 4 followed. Wanting to check out DC10 we stuck our heads in only to find it was quieter than YP’s UK underpants, so we thought we’d give it an hour before we returned. Next stop was Rainbow to check out the view. Some hotties for sure.
Some little urchin leaned over to me from her pole and peeled off a DC10 sticker that some scroat had stuck on my back. Thinking that it was a nice thing for this girl to do, – not let me walking around with a sticker on my back like a loser. Nice girl.. thanks… I think I’ll give her a tip. I reached into my pocket when the girl proceeded to SLAP the sticker onto my (bald) head. And then added a few more slaps to make sure it stuck . And then another slap for good luck. A gaggle of laughter from all her fellow pole swingers followed with some finger pointing and maybe a reference or two about having no hair. Maybe.
I pulled out the cash I was carrying which for some reason was over 50k . I then pulled the sticker off my head and stuck it to the top of the 50k roll and then returned it to my pocket. That was when she realized that her education fund was not going to be added to. Her one act of random kindness which turned into a few acts of random piss-taking cost her (and her friends) a whole bunch of drinks, which could of turned into a barfine, then long term relationship, marriage and a nice little town house in Monaco (or Issaan). Or maybe just a few drinks.
When I left Rainbow I headed for another bar to try work my way through the wedge in my pocket. It would have been DC10… but
I still had adhesive stuck to my head to remind me not to.