The Next Level

Two hours later, done with work, showered and ready to head out the door. Rush hour has passed, the drive isn't bad at all, I'm there in less than twenty minutes. Looking around, I think to myself how many times I've driven past this area on my way to elsewhere, and this place was never even a blip on my radar. Well, no sense wasting time, I go in...
It's almost funny, if I were to describe the place, all I could say is that it's just like most every other strip club in the world - it's dark, loud with old hair band music and smells like cigarettes, booze, stale perfume and despair. I kind of smirk at that, if only for the irony that here I am, looking for a ten inch shemale cock. I pay the cover and go find a table out of the brightest lit area near the side wall and take a seat.
Almost instantly after I sit, a waitress comes by asks for my drink order, and she's a stunner, looks like a mix of Polynesian and Latina, very exotic, very sexy, and fills out her waitress uniform very nicely. I order, and since it's not very busy, she's back with my beer quickly.
"You're a new guy, aren't you? Don't think I've ever seen you here before," she says as she sets my beer down.
"Yeah, first time here. Been by this place a million times, never even knew it was here."
"Mind if I join you for a little bit?" Her question surprises me a bit, but she's gorgeous, no way I'm saying no.
"Of course, please, sit," and she slides in next to me on the couch I've found. She extends her hand and introduces herself as Sheri, and I shake her hand and tell her my name and she smiles such a pretty smile at me, it almost makes me blush.
"So what, or better yet, who brings you by," she asks me. Hmmm, now I'm a bit stifled. Here's this beautiful woman asking me why I'm in this seedy little out of the way strip club that obviously caters to the alt lifestyle, and what the hell do say in response?
"Oh, I don't know, just having a look to see what's what, I guess." I sit there looking straight ahead at the stage, wondering if she bought my line.