I was now making good money at the club, I kept my other job and it was going great too. One night around Christmas I am on stage doing my la...st dance of my set and all the lights went off then came back on, went off again, came back on. There was a lot of noise outside! This guy came into the club dressed up as Santa. He walked around the club giving out gifts from the big bag he was carrying. Then he came up to me when I was coming off the stage and asked if he could get a lap. She saw them as others would, but more than that, she was seeing something radiating through (past?) their clothes, their demeanor, their whole outward appearance. She was somehow seeing inside them; seeing their essence. Every single female was virtually naked in her eyes.My God, she swallowed hard with an apparent revelation. Am I seeing them to their soul?But the boys, or the men – that wasn't the case with them. They seemed to be less tangible, almost colorless and vague outlines that were. There were forty of us club members there that day. Fifteen of them were women. We'd all stripped down to the swimsuits we'd worn under our street clothes and collected on a large lawn just behind the lodge. There was a sound system with a microphone, and Steve stood next to it. Next to him stood his wife Fran, in a yellow bikini. She had short blonde hair and a devilish gleam in her brown eyes."Is this thing on?" Steve said into the mike. "Testing, testing ... OK, I guess you all can hear me.. "Hey, how you feeling Mac? Still wanna meet up tonight?"I had no idea what to say; I knew I couldn't tell him what was going on,but I also knew I couldn't just show up and pretend nothing was wrong.So I lied."You know, I think drinking so much really messed me up. I'm prettysure I'm getting sick." Ha, well, you always were a pussy. If you're feeling up to it later,I'm gonna be heading to the Lagoon, try to pick up some chicks. I wasthinking we'd do better as a pair, but oh well! Later!" .