Story: Bless Mother Russia
The club is decorated with mannequins showing off their fashion line, a dance floor with a stripper pole, flashy lights, fog, dance pop, porn on big screens, a wine bar and people fucking everywhere. He takes me back to the “voyeur/exhibitionist room” where one can look in a window and watch couples fuck as though they are goldfish. He says to me, “Take your clothes off, we go upstairs.”
January 29th, 2011 | By MissMemoir
