How was my evening, you ask? Let me sum it up: Watching 60-year-old men (in the same room as my mother and father) fondle a young woman's nipples was not the way I thought I'd be spending my Saturday night. In walked a tall, leggy woman with the largest breasts I've ever seen in person. She was only wearing a bikini top, a g-string, and a skirt that didn't quite cover her butt cheeks. She instantly walked up to the 60-year-old birthday boy and sat on his lap. I got to experience my own first lap dance with my parents sitting right next to me. I'd always dreamed of sharing a special moment like that with my parents. And the best part? Watching my own father stuff a crisp bill into the back of the woman's g-string. Nothing says "family bonding" quite like that. Maybe I'm a bigger prude than I ever thought. I certainly hadn't planned on seeing the nipples of a strange man tonight (not to mention the fact that I saw his black underwear, too).—Anonymous
F Your Uncle
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