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- Puma Swede
Shirtless, I gripped the stripper pole on the main stage at Deja Vu. Puma Swede stood behind me, poised to do some damage with her whip and her formidable F cup breasts. She pushed me against the pole and unbuckled my belt. I flinched as though I was about to receive a public prostate exam.
"Shhh," Puma purred in my ear with her Swedish accent. "I'll only take your pants down a little."
This was the first of many lies Puma would tell me Saturday night.
This article appears in Jun 21-27, 2012.