This took place last year on my daughter Naomi's birthday. She was turning 32. She wanted to have a little party without her kids being around. I said she could have a few friends over and have the party at my house. She managed to get her ex-boyfriend to watch her kids for the night, so she could drink and not worry about having to get home by any certain time.
Naomi's friends talked to me ahead of time that they had planned on getting her a male stripper. I pitched in some additional money and told then to get two strippers.
The party started out normal enough. We had the music kind of loud, played a few drinking games, smoked a couple joints, etc. I didn't have to worry about driving since I was at home already, so I was definitely partying it up. So was Naomi. Her six girlfriends were doing a pretty good job of it too, but not as much as the two of us.
Around 9:00 PM there was a loud banging on the front door. We made Naomi answer it, since we all knew what was going on. Two "police officers" came in and said they had several complaints about the noise. Then they told us to turn it up and started dancing. Both men went into their stripper routine, and were down to G-strings in a couple minutes. They then started shaking their crotches in our faces, asking if we wanted more. We did!