I give every woman a dollar per instructions from my friend. I have to lean over the bar. My short skirt rises; I don't care. Very relaxed place. Smoky, not too bad. Most of the strippers smoke. Part of the bad-girl mystique, persona/boredom. I sense a lot of boredom. I'm often bored here. Each woman who dances makes the rounds hugging those who have given her a dollar. Soon I learn they want me to buy them a drink. Not pushy, just hanging out. LEARNING the rules. A trim young black woman hops on stage in a transparent black cut-out form-fitting teddie. The first dance is dressed more or less, the second is mostly nude. She furtively eyes the crowd, then licks one breast. This looks transgressive, all right. Could I do this? I think I have some physiology that precludes this. I've tried it. I give every woman a dollar per instructions from my friend. I have to lean over the bar. My short skirt rises;