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I was in Vegas last night with my brother. We both got pretty drunk and ubered to a random strip club. At the place we got changed $75 each for a cover charge, walked in and were the only guys in the joint. It was dead empty and quiet. So as soon as we walked in two strippers came up to us and took us both in a back room. There we straight up got offered sex for $300 for 30 mins. Once we both realized what was happening we bailed. Still unsatisfied, we went to a different strip club and the exact same thing happened. $50 cover charge each, walking in and no dudes just strippers. We got agressively flooded with attention, they took us to the back room and offered "full contact" for $200. We left that place too and just went back to the hotel and went to bed.

Neither of us had ever done anything like Vegas before and that experience left both of us in a really disappointed, and violated place of mind. I felt scammed and cheated. All we wanted to do was sit back, and watch a bitch swing on a pole. But instead we got practically assulted.

Still today a full day later, and out of the state, I feel sick to my stomach about it. I know I'll look back at that night as a really dark time in my life. How often does that kind of shit happen? Every day? And it's not like it was an isolated experience because it happened twice! And like they were two of the highest rated strip clubs on Google in Vegas. Truely a horrible experience and I feel like part of my innocence has died.

best books to help me be less sad?