-Anneloes writes-

There I was. Over thirty, drinking booze and giving tips to strippers. It was sad how my life turned out like this. No one would really care, I don't have close friends. Not close enough, I've known them for a long time but damn they had their own families. Well, I did too actually. The only difference is that I don't have a partner and I do have a full time nanny. I don't have that much time for my kids. Why do I have time for stripclubs but no time for my children? Well easy, this is at night when they are asleep in the morning before I go to work I have a hangover and when I get home they are going to scouting or softball of baletclass or violin lessons or what else. Then at dinner we talk a little, and then they go to bed and I end up being here. With strippers. The strippers weren't bad, I had to admit. They reminded me of my second girlfriend when she was drunk, Brittany. She dumped me for a girl though. Well not exactly but sort off. I'm such a loser.

"Hey you there come with me hottie." A stripper with pretty blond hair asked me.

"No thanks gal I'm just gonna chill with ma bro's later on!" I said, lying. What bro's? they are in bed with their pretty wifes. Damn it.

"Waitress! Another drink please!" I asked. The girl in the bunnysuit came up to me and gave me a drink. Hell yeah, let's just forget everything and go to Vegas! Or mini Vegas 5 km from here. I still have money for a cab I think.