Curiosity Brought us to the Strippers

It was like Disney World for men. Everything was colorful and bright, and it was clean and classy unlike the movies portray them to be. All the heavy rules that society puts on us about our sexuality are completely lifted the second you walk through the door and into to the strip club.

And that's exactly where four girls from FAU ended up on what seemed to be another boring night in Boca.

After a few drinks at Fridays, someone made a risky suggestion to cure our boredom.

"We should go to a strip club."

All of us immediately replied, "Yeah!"

Being strip-club virgins, we were curious about what exactly goes on behind the doors of a Gentlemen’s club. Sure, we’ve all heard the stories and seen the movies about shady strip clubs and all the old gross perverts that hang around them, but we wanted to know what really goes on.

The first task was finding one within a 10-mile radius. But after a few text messages to our male friends, we got flawless directions and a phone number to Cheetah - the place where men can spend a week’s pay in 20 seconds.

Right off the bat we were treated like intruders. The doorman snapped at us. "You can’t enter without a male." Luckily a man entering right behind us claimed he was with us.

You can always count on the kindness of strangers.

A friend later told me that it’s because wives and girlfriends try to sneak in and spy on their husbands and boyfriends.

It’s even better than any rumor, billboard or movie trailer depicts of them. It's a place where everyone can do what they want, say what they want, wear what they want and not be judged - except for us, of course.

We still got crap for being girls in a strip club. Many of the dancers asked us why we were there and gave us an attitude. They kept asking us where the men were. Maybe they were giving us an attitude because we weren't really doing anything, and that means we weren't really spending large amounts of money, either.

A few of the men that came up to us asked if we were bi-sexual. I wasn't quite sure how to explain to people that I'm at a strip club because I was curious about them and just wanted to have fun. The one benefit to hanging out at a strip club is that you don’t have to worry about getting over-aggressive men hitting on you. They’re preoccupied with, you know, other things.

More than that, we wanted to meet these women and talk to them. Some of them were really nice and had other jobs, like working in doctor’s offices, and it felt like we were just chatting it up with a regular college girl... only in less clothes than us.