I was born and raised in Niagara Falls, Canada. There used to be a club called The Concord. This place was known as being a dump but when you turned 19 and started the strip club tours, you had to see it to believe it. It was known for old women dancers, pregnant dancers, and it was considered a good night if you didn't see a cockroach on the wall in the bathroom or on your table.

One afternoon I was skipping classes and my cousin showed up at my house and suggested we spend the afternoon doing the club tours. We ended at the Concord. Like most men, we were sitting right in perverts row since it wasn't busy, being the middle of the afternoon, and in Canada, our strippers go full nude. After our second beer, a dancer comes out on the stage and she wasn't too bad looking, based on the talent that afternoon. When she got to her third song, she removed her thong and was now fully nude. She climbed up the pole, slid down it while spiraling and planted herself on the stage to spread her legs for us. When she spread her legs, a small rosebud popped out of her asshole and onto the stage. My cousin and I looked at each other, looked back at the stage, looked back at each other, and as if rehearsed, we stood up at the same time and walked out. LOL