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November 1, 2009 · 11:48 AM

A Halloween in yoga pants, playing spectator, is just fine

By Justice

I walked into the club when the music was blaring. The place has one of the shittiest sound systems in all of Vegas. A few steps in, I stumbled into some black light. I noticed dog hair glowing on my clothes. I was wearing what I had been wearing the last time I slept: yoga pants and a wife beater. I don’t do yoga. My hair was unwashed and pulled back into a messy bun. I was there for the sole purpose of visiting my friend who was working there at the time. It was Halloween night and she was dressed as a slutty nun. A short tight black dress with panels of see-through white mesh that showed off the cleavage between her big tits. The dress was accented with buckles and little white crosses. She also wore black thigh-high fishnets held up by a garter belt.

My friend the nun is not a stripper. She’s a hot house mom. This sort of thing is rare. Most house moms, in my experience, are leathery old women. Women who maybe used to strip 20 years ago.

So I sat with her and she counted money, herded teenage strippers and ate Halloween candy with me. We talked strippers into letting us pick their stage music. A whole barrage of cheesy goth music that we loved. Even the Lost Boys theme.

Last year I wore epic sparkly wings and a corset and makeup. This year, yoga pants. I enjoyed this year’s Halloween perhaps just as much though. Just sitting on a bar stool watching the ladies strut around in cat ears and devil horns.

3 Comments So Far

Midnight

Posted by: cypher on 11/1/09 at 10:37 p.m. (Suggest removal)

Happy Halloween, Justice.

Is Evanescence considered "Goth" music? Just wondering if we had any other common interests?

Posted by: Awol737 on 11/4/09 at 10:46 a.m. (Suggest removal)

I am waiting for a heading from Thomas Wolfe, something like "You can't go home again". My unseen anima, Justice, the one perfect woman. Now I have to settle for walking through the snow to the local bank where Aymee the teller is the last perfect person, or at least has such a nice smile when she tells you that you are overdrawn. Get a hold of Lily Burana's book and see if you can outdo it...should be easy since you were a house girl and she has been a traveler. And like Lily, you will go on to other, better things, leaving a trail of disappointed fans.

Posted by: rrbill on 11/7/09 at 12:16 p.m. (Suggest removal)

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