The Jesus wrote...
Why can't you just admit that you hit a skin bar with some friends, they were broke as fuck, you had to pay, and you got the "Tuesday night" stripper.
If I was in your place, I would've walked out and left those broke mother fuckers. The only time someone else gets a better lap dance than the one that's paying is on birthdays. That's all there is to that.
1st of all, this stories isn't supposed to be something serious. I wrote it in a humorous and long winded way to elicit a laugh. It was a snafu, but its one things that we look back at with a smile and recount when get together.
2nd of all, I don't leave my friends out to dry even if they did something stupid. The reason why we are still friends after all these years is b/c I have their backs and they have mine.
3rd point is, you should know when you get group lap dances like that, who you get is random. With the protective enforcers looking on to make sure you don't violate the rules like no touching, it is usually prudent not to offend their prized employees by implying one of them isn't good enough to give you a labdance.