Date:  Sat Apr 14, 2007 12:00AM PDT)
From:    John French <mosshead7@yahoo.com>
Subject:  hot 19 yr. old blonde stripper
To: 
You seem like a good person to pose this question to and in light of Things We're Afraid to Say: Webs of Everyday Media and how the theme of my book is "coincidentally" playing out in the media right around the time of my release on mystrawhat.com --- Here it is:
 
Is it wrong to have fun w/ a really hot 19 yr. old blond stripper for someone like me?
 
All week I have been in Ralph Lauren suits, blazers, trousers, shirts, boxers and ties from Saks and attending meetings in private urban clubs and country clubs (and was only in the recording studio for our east coast productions where we're working on our documentary film once this week) and didn't wrap up w/ business meetings until about 10 pm last night at PNC Park for the Pirates Vs. Giants --- I was a little more casual though and layered for the weather and walking city streets in my boots from Sundance catalogue and cool, comfortable red tag Levis, Ralph Lauren muted wool blazer, NY zip-up hoodie, an old J-Crew button down (which has stood-up great and I call my "doctor" shirt because its white and a plaid w/ green and blue lines and is so comfy but defintely looks like something a young doctor would wear) and a graphic tee Gap w/ Wild Horses and an old partly frayed J-crew long sleeve long-John shirt ---
 
So, in short, I walked across the Roberto Clemente bridge from PNC Park and into downtown and strolled into a place called Blush and I did not even have the opportunity to order a drink yet and this really hot 19 yr. old blond stripper approached me and pretty much was on my lap (in some fashion) all nite --- Yeah, she got me my first drink I was longing for and mentioned something about Jim Morrison & said how she loved him and was called up on stage to perform and one of the three songs was Road House Blues (all three I approved and were not typical cheesy stripper songs) and, then, right after she was done she was right back to me - and the place was packed. Well, interestingly enough, when Jillian came back to me Bailey, a 21 yr. old blonde, was telling me how she gives the best dances and wanted to give me one --- but I chose to let Jillian on my lap ---
 
Jillian was slightly tan as she just came back to Pittsburgh from living in Vegas --- and she was very slender but not gross "Anna" looking --- she had no "cottage cheese" anywhere --- her legs, butt and tummy were fabulous and she was all natural just how I like them -- and her nose was like a little ski jump and her lips were pouty and ruby red and her hair was fabulous true blonde --- and she could dance liked she promised ---
 
My only complaint was I noticed her painted nails were chipped and I don't think the polish was Chanel and she had some ink (though tasteful) and both nipples and belly pierced --- Those are things unlike my wife ---
 
Oh, I missed your show last night --- I hope you rocked it and were more like Nylon Mag than Newsweek ---
 
Best of the Roses,
John French    mystrawhat.com
Things We're Afraid to Say: Webs of Everyday Media

Poetry  By John Alan Conte`, Jr.
Copyright 2008
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