I can’t believe the summer is over, and here I am sitting in a college classroom again. Only one more year left of boring lectures and crowded halls. I can’t wait to be done so I can get a job and start making my millions. But some of my classes feel like they’ll never end. Today’s lecture is extra boring because it’s a review from last year. I can feel my mind drifting off – thinking about girls, of course. I keep trying to come back to the present, but since this class is so damn boring, I’m just going to go with the flow. So, where was I? Oh yea, girls. Hot, sexy babes. You know what would make college lectures not as boring? If the teachers were strippers! Yeah! And all the strippers were schoolgirls. Now that’s what I’m talking about!
When I’m home for breaks and holiday’s I always go with my buddies to Rhode Island Dolls. It’s the best strip club in New England—located in Woonsocket, RI. So, it’s not surprising that my fantasy takes me to RI Dolls. But instead of being surrounded strippers in evening gowns and see-through lingerie, I have a group of slutty teachers and sexy schoolgirls around me. Now this is what college should be like every day! Though, it would probably be hard to learn anything other than anatomy in a class like this.
As I’m sitting here in RI Doll’s gentleman’s club, there are so many beautiful ladies around that I don’t know where to look. I decide to focus in on the slutty teacher who just walked out on stage. “Too Hot For Teacher” by Van Halen starts screaming from the speakers. My foot automatically starts tapping on the ground. I adjust myself in the seat so I can get a good look at this hot teacher strutting her stuff across the floor.
This exotic dancing teacher’s name is Miss Glide, according to the DJ. Well, she can glide right over and teach me a lesson any time she wants. She has brown hair wrapped up in a bun held with a pencil, and stunning light brown eyes. Her tanned skin is tight and flawless. Her black glasses make her look studious, and her gray miniskirt with black thigh-highs make her look sexy. Her voluptuous breasts are bulging out of a white button-down shirt. The way she holds a black pen in one hand and puts it between her teeth, and carries a grade book in the other, is enough to make any guy shiver with schoolboy excitement.
As David Lee Roth bellows out that he’s got it bad, so bad, Miss Glide pulls the pencil out of her bun. Her long brown hair spills down like a waterfall of silky threads. She gyrates her hips and takes her glasses off without missing a beat. Just like a supermodel, she prances over in front of me and slides her tiny gray skirt down around her ankles. Her black high heals step out from the fabric on the ground, and her diamond-trimmed g-string is right at eye level. I reach up and stick a dollar bill into the stockings hugging her smooth thigh, and she bends over to thank me. I put another dollar into the garter and she she thanked me again, in a way that only an exotic dancer could.
I feel a light tap on my shoulder and this adorable blonde schoolgirl asks if she can sit down next to me. Of course, I’m not going to say no. We make a little small talk. Then another blondie comes and sits on the other side of me. I wish the girls sitting next to me in class right now looked like these Dolls. They were dressed just like the stereotypical Catholic schoolgirl stripper. The fact that I could see right through their white blouse, and they weren’t wearing a bra, left little to the imagination. But who needs imagination when you have two of the most gorgeous females sitting next to you?
Since it’s my fantasy, I’m going to pretend I’m a millionaire. So I ordered a couple bottles of chilled champagne, and the two blonde RI Dolls and I went into the VIP room. It was a much more intimate setting where I could focus on my favorite Dolls and enjoy their company. I asked the girls to invite a few more sexy strippers to come into the VIP room with us. Since I have money to burn, I invited the hot teacher Miss Glide to come join us, too. I thank her for her previous stage performance with a huge tip. Then, I pull out my wad of cash again and pay for a lap dance from each girl, which I request that they give me all at the same time.
The sound of the bell jolted me out of my fantasy and back into the real world. I forgot for a moment where I was, but I could tell I was still smiling from my awesome fantasy spent at Rhode Island Dolls gentleman’s club. I shook my head, rubbed my eyes, and looked around. I remembered I was in the most boring college lecture of my life, and I was thankful it was over. Only a couple months of this and then I can go back home to Rhode Island and spend a real night at RI Dolls.