Ever been to a pole dancing club? I guess most red blooded males who are old enough for their acne to have cleared up probably have. My feeling is that most London clubs are soul destroying, frustration inducing, wonga wasting places. You want Pole Dancing then go to Thailand, not Patpong Road, but on one of the up and coming Islands where the girls are local and the prices are sensible.

Failing a 'quick' trip to Land of Smiles, we have a much better alternative to some rip off club. Home Delivery Pole Dancers. Yes Michelle can be your Personal Pole Dancer, brought to your door, in under an hour. You're going to have to improvise where the pole is concerned, but I'm sure you can think of something that she can contort her body around.

Is there any contest? You don't have to spend hours getting ready, get yourself to the club, fight your way to the bar to pay a fortune for drinks, jostle with a load of pissed up losers to get a glimpse of the girls, have a fist full of twenty pound notes in your hand if you want to get any attention at all and finally emmerge onto the street with a hole in your wallet and the hard on from hell.

Don't put yourself through it...'staying in is the new going out' and Home Delivery Pole Dancing is the future. Book Michelle and get an hour’s worth of great moves, just for you, no burly bouncer just itching to get his hands on you, just sweet little Michelle to look after you and give you the best time you've ever had without leaving the house.