Routine Date
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Lap Dance In Toronto
Once upon a time in the mid 1990's In a faraway land called Canada At a gay bar named Remington's I got a lap dance On a weekend getaway With my boyfriend at the time In the hot summer afternoon We drank beer at the bar Unbeknownst to us There was open stage for gogo dancers One in particular caught my fancy He wasn't a super model But boy was he my type! Cute cub / Hairy twink Creative nerd with moxie On-stage he fornicated a pig effigy To completion During the performances We learned you could ask for a lap dance There are rules You keep your clothes on You don't kiss You don't touch his private parts You can touch every other inch Of his body I touched every centimeter They have the metric system Twenty dollars per disco song In a private booth upstairs Where you two can carry on I told my boyfriend I'll be right back We're on vacation He should also get some action Mr Gogo Dancer agreed To give me a lap dance I said I know the rules I will respect the
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