Few sights can unhinge the male peepers as effectively as those rump wagging peelers fishing for greenbacks at a strip joint. When confronted by a curvaceous exotic dancer shimmying in her unmentionables, most men drool for the attention of these beautiful women. What’s a poor mope to do? It’s a visual experience some can’t resist. After all, when that bleach blond begins gyrating in a suggestive way, he’s doomed. As “Welcome to the Jungle” blares from the speakers, and she bends over for him to stuff her squirrel covers with a fistful of singles, the dancer knows he’s putty in her hands. Ka-ching! She’s already planning her next killing at... More >>>