As he watched, his eyes shifted to the round stages containing a pole each. He noticed that several men sat close to the pole stages so that they could get a closer look as they watched the strippers dance around the poles and strip too. Several notes of money had been folded and tucked into the strings of the strippers' panties, mostly in the denomination of five hundred naira.
Taking his bottle of beer, Stephen got up after paying the bartender and went to deposit himself in a couch facing the center stage so that he could also closely observe each stripper on the three available pole stages.
The first pole was occupied by a chubby stripper in a golden bikini and he watched her slowly undo the straps of her bra to unleash her heavy breasts much to the excitement of the impressed patrons watching her. Some notes of money were tossed at her and the girl continued to pole-dance seductively, rubbing one of her massive boobs up and down the pole till her nipple hardened.
Stephen turned his attention to the center stage before him now and realized that a girl in bob-wig who had just finished pole dancing and strip-teasing and had also probably exhausted her time, quickly started to collect her tips off the floor.
From her facial expression, Stephen could tell that she was not happy and as she turned and clumsily began to walk away towards the backstage, she almost tripped on her heels as she left the stage empty for the next strip dancer to come occupy it.
He turned his attention towards the third and last pole stage now and saw a skinny girl, slowly sliding her back up against the pole as she widened her legs and placed her hand against her crotch with a sensual look in her eyes. He didn't quite find her that attractive because she was just too skinny and her makeup was whack.
When she lifted her arms to hold the pole above her head behind her, he could almost count her ribs. Her hip bones were too obvious and so were her bulgy eyes which were however one of the few attractive things about her. He figured that, although this skinny stripper was pretty, she wasn't exactly what he was looking for and worse, her tits were too small and almost invisible in her bra and her she had a bloated navel.
Just when boredom and regret were about overwhelming Stephen, he saw a man walk towards the stage and announce the name of the next stripper in a loud voice- "Give it up for...Violet!"
Just then, Violet appeared from backstage and as she slowly emerged into the light in grade steps, Stephen's jaw slowly dropped open when he beheld her. Unlike the other strippers, this one had on a black mask with black feathers sticking out at the sides.
She was dressed in a black bra and a black flair skirt that was so short that it revealed the under cheeks of her nicely-shaped buttocks. Her shoes were so high that they brought out the nice slim curves of her gorgeous long legs in a black pantyhose, and from the faint patterns of abs he saw on her stomach, he could tell that she was working out.
Her artificial hair was long and curly and the end skimmed the lower back of her slender waist just above her ass. She held the pole in both hands now and started to walk around it before slowly lowering herself in an organized spin to finally a squat on her heels, with her ass curved nicely and her intense eyes never leaving her audience which had suddenly multiplied to the detriment of the other strippers who had been neglected on their own stages.