Visit to a strip club

"You and me my friend are heading for the Pussy Palace" Chuck grinned watching his friends eyes go wide "I've snagged us a pair of VIP passes. Don't ask me how I got them just be thankful I did."

James couldn't believe it. Growing up the Pussy Palace had carried almost mythical status to him and his friends. It was the premium (indeed the only) adult entertainment venue in town and their teenage minds had been filled with feverish speculation as to what it might be like. As an adult, James had never visited in part because it couldn't possibly live up to his juvenile fantasies but mostly because it was much too expensive for his meagre resources.

"Holy shit!" James said, "That's incredible... but I can't afford it I'd never be able to pay you back."

"Don't worry about that." Chuck shrugged "This one's on me."

"Damn, you are a real friend." James said touched by his generosity "If there's ever anything I can do for you just ask."

Still unaware that his new gift will enforce his offer should Chuck call on it the two of them finish their drinks and chat about old times while they wait for a cab to take them to the club.