My daughter the stripper
I went to the club to relax and found my daughter stripping. Fiction, incest. My wife was out of town for a few days, visiting her sister. I decided to have a little fun and go down to the strip club and watch a few girls take their clothes off and shake their stuff, up on the stage. About eight-thirty I walked into the Fuzzy Bunny Club. The club was pretty busy that night and I found a seat in the third row, in an area that was quite dark. I ordered a beer for $6 and a scantily dressed young lady brought it to me. I added another $1 tip in addition to paying for the beer. Those prices explained how the club could operate without a cover charge. The first entertainer was an …