A strip club.

You come to and realize you are balanced precariously on nearly transparent red mule style shoes with 6” stiletto heels and about a 2” platform, caressing your legs are sheer fine black fence net stockings ending just below your perfect ass. You sport a black latex thong that surprisingly seems to conceal your manhood and nothing else. You look around and see you are on the lit stage of a strip club and the crowd seems to be getting a bit hostile at your apparent sudden lack of dancing. As you look around you realize none of the girls are bottomless so you have no idea if you are expected to show your junk. Looking down you see on stage a pleated blue and black schoolgirl miniskirt and a little white top. Looking further you see a small black leather purse, from which you can see what looks like some money and possibly a phone or i-pod. After your moment of panic and disorientation you decide…