Ecstasy was a female-owned club run by a former stripper. I stripped for about 2 years when my fiance moved out of the house that I bought in my name and I was about 750 bucks a month short on my monthly bills without his income, although I had a day job. So I moved my hands, took off the hat and asked for my clothes back. They never let me live down the shame and it was really bad! He told me you can have it back in an hour or two. On better days around 7 hundred. I rip a curtain of and tie it around my waist and ran. The girls are very friendly and have causal conversations without any pressure to spend more money.
I dare you sing or I dare you to do a prank call. I remember a certain time when several of my college friends that were in the same dorm as me all played a little game of truth or dare. No one really can protect you, but you and those you're with can't even do that if they're not allowed the tools to do so. She had to take a couple weeks off due to a sharp pain she got in her leg after lifting some heavy objects at work. I run outside and realize my friends brother is staring outside the window. Tell us about the place where you worked.
We were playing truth or dare and it was my turn to be dared. But the moment I stepped onstage, I went into an altered state. The clientele was mainly businessmen and college students — an interesting mix of big spenders and frat boys. Whatever it is, stay focused. You know, I really think it did.
But, as we talked, and I looked into their eyes, I saw women—young, broken women. After about half hour of boring truths I chose dare to impress my new friends. And unlike some of the straight and bisexual girls, I was able to maintain a black-and-white divide between my stripping persona and my real-life personality. After a few hours of drinking and dancing, the revelers myself included who were still sober enough to do stuff, but too drunk to have any common sense, sat down to play truth or dare. I am a very head-strong and driven individual ,and I'm determined to fulfill my dreams.
I entertained a few more times. Could you ever face the bartender of this bar again? I love the girls with the clear goals, and morals… Just a shame that the skanks out there give the good ones such a bad rep!!! I just do not want her unhappy, I honestly think at times though, she wishes she still worked there. I revealed my secret too soon and stopped training as hard. What were your co-workers like? This was a great read, and a very well-done interview. Stalking, being abused at gunpoint, drugged, kidnapped, left in a parking lot unconscious, etc. Did we forget or do we just sing it in songs that Jesus was a friend of sinners? I also loved the story and quietly hoped that this was every stripper's real story.
The industry has nothing to offer me — or anyone else for that matter. This girl is one in a million. Luckily, the kids are at Grandmas all weekend. If the park rangers caught me I would have gotten a free ride to the county jail. I didn't even say a word. A pretty girl may attract people initially, but if she's got no personality, most customers will move on to someone else.
But, remember this is college so there was a little drinking going on as well. I found new friends and to this day many years later my sis and I still have a good chuckle over it. What have been the effects of a temporary stripping career on your relationship with them? Unfortunately, the place was run by a mega-douchebag named Billy — a red-faced, testosterone junkie who managed the club like an oppressive dictator. He was always supportive of me and trusted me, and when I wasn't at the club, I was a total homebody. In the beginning to be independant and move out I worked 5 or 6 days a week. You will make the most amount of money at it when you are young and fresh, so save most of it.
I increased my skill set and became suited for better jobs. Most of my regulars followed me to my next club, Ecstasy Theater. My wife and I recently made a friendly bet to help jump start our work out routine that had been lacking as of late. Now I don't want to be shared at all. The former is incredibly arousing, I hafta say.
And I was woken up by someone dared to lick whipped cream off me. I remember the look in his friend's eyes when I came out. It has given me amazing motivation to remain in great health, appreciate the miracle of my body natural parts and all , and meet amazingly connected men who are in need of verbal praise. We're about your age and always have a great time. It was so cold I could see my breath and feel the frost on my bare feet. All of the girls, of course, started cackling uncontrollably as I went around to my scattered clothes and got dressed. They were whistling and car-calling me.
I figured it would be fine because we were all girls and I thought it would be fun to scale the wall. Three were drug overdoses and one died in a car accident. So what do I do? The Jet Strip was essentially a cozy neighborhood dive bar, but with naked ladies. I spent most of the rest of the run trying to decide what yard would be best to run through in the event that police came. It has destroyed relationships for me.