The Demented Miss D Strikes Again

Miss D inquired whether or not I would be going somewhere special for New Year's. I let her know that I would be spending New Year’s quietly at home. Miss D looked at me strangely and said she felt sure that I would be going to amateur night. Huh? Amateur night? What the Freaking Heck? Miss Laurel witnessing the bizarre conversation did a sexy stripper pole dance interpretation that involved a great deal of bumping and grinding and told me that at least I wouldn’t have to get a face lift…