Driving along a dark road, the headlight beams reveal a pair of shapely legs perched on shiny red stelletos walking up ahead. The car slows to take in the sight. Upon further inspection, the legs continue upward for what seems like forever, then disappear under a short red skirt. With each stride, a glimpse of flesh peeks out from beneath the hemline. “Whoa!” This is more than he can take! He slows to a slow crawl and flips on the high beams, illuminating the rest of the beautiful form in front of him. He puts down the window as he draws up along-side her and asks if she needs a lift. She pauses briefly to check him out, wondering if she should get in his car or keep walking. Her mind is filled with indecision, but she decides to take him up on his offer anyway – her feet are killing her and it’s a long way back home. As she steps into the car, her skirt rides up, revealing a gorgeous, tanned thigh. He is intrigued by who she is and why she is walking alone on the road at night. When he asks her what happened, she tells him that her car had broken down and she is late for work. He offers to drive her where ever she needs to go, so she directs him to drop her off at a local club. Even more intrigued, he follows her inside and takes a seat at the bar and orders a drink. Before long the lights dim and the stage lights come up to reveal a stunning group of women strutting for the crowd. They begin to dance to the music while discarding clothes left and right. All of the sudden he spots her, third from the left. There is no mistaking it…the legs…oh, yes, those incredible legs! He sits up straighter on the stool and practically drools at the female specimens displayed in front of him. Eventually the ladies descend the stairs on either side of the stage and make their way through the crowd, dancing and gyrating their bodies in every face…offering their tiny g-string straps for the bills the patrons offer. He watches her from across the room and when he sees her ascend onto a table-top platform, he moves as quickly as he can to grab a seat. She spies him and with a tiny smile of recognition, approaches him first. She is dressed now only in her red heels and g-string…her full, round breasts proudly visible to all. He is highly aware of the hard-on raging in his trousers, but knows that as much as he wants to, he can’t reach out and squeeze those lovely mounds.