Damn, that picture was supposed to be in spoiler tags. To tell the whole story.
I went out of town with one of my best friends and a friend of hers to see Flogging Molly. I don't listen to them, but they put on a very good live show. After the show we went to the bar that is sort of attached to the venue. She was busy talking to some of the band members, I was sitting at a two top by myself. A girl is sitting by herself at the one next to me and asked me to join her. I do, we start drinking and chatting. Apparently she came her with someone but he ditched. It might of been an ex, wasn't really clear. At that point if she had looked into my eyes she could probably see "777" because I was thinking "jackpot!"
As the bar is winding down around 2 she asks me if I want to go to waffle house or ihop or whatever. At that point I'm at a crossroads. My phone is almost dead, and I know my friends are wanting to go do their thing. So if I say yes I don't know how I'm getting back to the hotel. But I say to myself "you only #yolo once" and say to her "sure!". I tell my friends I'll catch up to them later and turn my phone off so I can use it for emergencies. We go outside to wait for a cab, make out a bit before my friend's friend interrupts.
Once we get in the cab things go from good to weird. She says "Do you want to go to a club I used to work at instead? I'll make you a BLT at my house later to make up for missing waffle house." I respond "ooookay." while thinking to myself 'is this some kind of scam to get guys to the strip club? Because if so, pretty elaborate.'
We arrive, she knows everyone that works there. Things are pretty cool, just drinking/making out/checking out the scenery. It's not what I'd call a classy strip club. Not by a long shot. Apparently she went under the stage name "Geisha" when she worked there. After a while she hands me her debit card and asks me to go across the street and get $50 out. Idk why she trusted me with her PIN but whatever. I do so and come back, she says she wants to use that to buy me a lap dance. Cool. We go in the back room and she grinds/twerks on my while some chick with gigantic fake tits shoves them in my face. It was a pretty good 5 minutes, but I wouldn't have paid for it myself tbh.
A little later we leave and take the same cab back to her house. On the way she asks the cab driver to stop at some guys house to buy weed, but he wasnt home or didn't want to answer the door at 430am. It was a long ride and ended at a gated community. She'd forgotten the code to open the gate so we had to walk through some woods to get to the house. She'd also forgotten her keys, so we had to try all the doors and windows until a door was unlocked. A couch was in front of it so I had to show off my manly strength moving it. She shows me the bedroom, where I see
it. She leaves to make the BLTs and I take the picture because no one is going to believe me otherwise.
At this point I'm faced with a dilemma. I'm very uncomfortable, but I'm also about 30 minutes outside of town with a phone with no reception (****ing cricket before AT&T bought them). Also, it's 5am and I'm pretty drunk. I didn't see any other option than staying. The next say I managed to get a hold of my friends and get a ride. I was 1.5 hours late to work.
Here's a pic I got from her fb, I didn't take any pictures other than the one because I was preserving my battery.