Virgin Boy.

Jim Wells was walking the streets of the city on a Saturday night. He was heading back to his friend's place, but he wasn't staying for long. It had been a while, since Jim hung out with any girls. A month ago, his good friend, Darren had taken him to a strip club. Jim was amazed at how hot the girls looked. One of them asked if he wanted a lap dance. Jim never did anything sexual with a girl. He heard his friends brag about their sexual experiences and first times. He decided to give the lap dance a try. If he didn't like it, he wouldn't have to do it ever again. The stripper's name was Leinie. She had a nice slender body, straight black hair, and green eyes. She smelled like flowers. She led him to the table and he paid the amount needed. Then, she led him to the back room. While she grinded on him, they talked. He told her that he was still a virgin and her response shocked him. She thought it was the greatest thing in the world. Jim was well liked by everyone. Always a gentleman. In fact, a strip club would be the last place that Jim would be seen in. His respect for women was phenomenal. Jim's motto was chivalry is not dead, it's just forgotten. After the lap dance, he tipped her and she gently kissed his cheek. Him and Darren left shortly after. It had been a month since he'd been there. Once in a while, he'd think of the awesome time that he had over there. For some reason unknown to him, he wanted to go back. So, he walked back from the bar to Darren's place. Darren had broken up with a girl that he thought he was gonna marry two weeks ago. His sexual tension had been building, since then. Jim arrived at Darren's apartment and knocked on the door. Darren answered it. "Hey, man. What's up?" Jim greeted him. "Not much, man. What are you up to?" asked Darren. "I'm thinking of going back to Easy Access. Do you wanna come?" Jim offered. "Yeah, man. Hold on. Let me just change my shirt," said Darren. They left after five minutes. When they got there, they ordered their one drink minimum and sat at one of the tables. Jim scanned the room. He was looking for Leinie. She was his favorite one. Another stripper by the name of Sarah came by the table. She convinced Jim to come get a lap dance from her. Although, she was pretty, he didn't enjoy the lap dance as much as he did with Leinie. Sarah was too rough on his thighs. Still, he tipped her, she gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek, and he went back to the table. Jim waited and waited for Leinie to come by the table, but she was nowhere to be seen. He was just about to grab Darren and leave, when he spotted her. He headed over to her. "Leinie?" he said unsure. She turned around. It was her alright. No one had eyes like her. "Hey, you look familiar," she said. "Uh...yeah, are you busy?" Jim asked nervously. "You wanna go to V.I.P?" she asked. He nodded and she led him to the back. She started grinding on him. "You're my smart virgin boy, aren't you?" said Leinie, finally remembering him. "Yeah, I am," Jim confirmed it. "The world needs more nice guys like you," she said. "Thank you," he said politely. "So, whatca do, tonight?" she asked him. "Nothing, really. I felt like coming here. It's been a while," he said. "Yeah, nothing's really changed with me," said Leinie. "When did you start working here?" asked Jim. "About four years ago," she answered. "Don't take offense to this, but why work at a strip club?" he asked. "I'm sure you could do something else," he added. She laughed. "Gotta pay the bills somehow, virgin boy. Some nights are slow, but it's not too bad," she replied. "I couldn't do what you do, Leinie. I wouldn't wanna bump and grind on some of these dirty old men that come here," said Jim. She laughed again, but harder. "Well, once in a while, I meet sweet guys like you," she replied. She stopped and turned to look at him. "Did you enjoy that?" she asked them. "Yes, very much so, thank you," he replied. "Do I get a tip?" she asked innocently. "Of course. What kind of guy would I be if I didn't leave a tip?" he replied. She smiled brightly. He handed her a twenty dollar bill. What Jim didn't know, was that he was Leinie's favorite client, because not only did her feel special, but he tipped very well. "I hope to see you again, virgin boy," she breathed in his ear. "You will. I promise," Jim assured her. She kissed him gently on the cheek and led him back to the table. Darren was waiting for him. "Feel better?" he asked with a grin. "Yeah, much better," he replied. "Alright, lets get out of here," said Darren. "Sounds good, man," Jim replied. They left the strip club and went back to Darren's apartment. Jim hadn't stopped grinning, since he left the strip club. Not because he had gotten a lap dance from one of the most beautiful girls he's ever seen. But, because he felt just as special as he made her feel. Even at a strip club, he was still a gentleman and everyone knew it.