Heat generated by the grinding asses of Montreal peelers helped a Los Angeles couple conceive, according to firsthand reports.
I asked my officemate here at Gram Ponante Towers, stockyard, farmacia, and helicopterie how his wife’s sonogram (no relation) went and he said that her doctor had pushed back the due date after looking at the results.
“It turns out we’re 11 weeks pregnant rather than 12,” he said. “So that means we got pregnant the night we went to the Montreal strip club.”
The couple were in Quebec on vacation, and traveled to the famous Rue St. Catherine for some peeler action.
“We went with two other couples,” he said. “And there were a lot of girls there, all nude, full contact, cheap drinks … the way a strip club should be.”
I am America’s Beloved Porn Journalist, so I probed deeper.
“What is it like going to a strip club with not only your own hot wife but also that of your friend?” I said.
“Well, we talked about which girls we liked, and then the other couple got a lap dance,” he said. “We talk about sex a lot with each other. I mean, we don’t go into detail, but I’ll tell them that my wife and I had sex the other night, for example.”
“And when you got back to the hotel, you impregnated your wife?”
“Yes,” he said, “and the thing is, the other couple got pregnant, too, and they’re due the same weekend.”
As I’m a big believer in double standards, I asked if the same thing could have happened after a visit to a Chippendales show.
“No,” he said, shifting in his chair. “I don’t go for that. But my wife likes girls. I mean, not all the way, but she likes them.”
“And when telling her the type of girls you like at a strip bar, do you ever have to censor your preferences so she doesn’t get jealous?”
“No,” he said. “I’m lucky, because my wife is already my type.”
He said that it would’ve been better had the third couple not been there, but they were the ones driving.
“It’s odd that we’re all at this point in our lives that we drove to the strip bar in a minivan,” he said.
Previously on Porn Valley Observed: No sex in the Sherman Room; It’s always Fashion Week at Rick’s Cabaret; Kagney Linn Karter is Best Newcomer by any means necessary; Whether it’s a titpop or a jawbreaker, these milves are on the move!; “Minivan Moms 7” review: When your vehicle and offspring are implied; Katsuni—”let them eat me“
