I thought I had discovered every fetish. A couple years of stripping took care of the normal ones: feet, stockings, ball kicking, white knights, spit, pee, stuff like that. Further explorations in phone sex, fetish sessions, and a decade or so of stripping took care of the rest: erotic hypnosis, money ripping, watermelon stomping, belly… Continue reading Ladies and Gentlemen
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Stripping: Top Five Things To Do With All Those Ones
You know how it is: the end of the night, a huge wad of ones, and the bartender won’t cash them in for you. You use them to tip out, you use them for your stage fee, and you’ve still got a stack thicker than your thumb. You kept shoving them in your purse, and… Continue reading Stripping: Top Five Things To Do With All Those Ones
Stripping: Eliminating Bad Experiences by Rejecting Bad Customers
It’s been a few weeks since I’ve worked and I’m running low on cash, so back to the strip club I went last night. This is one of the most depressing clubs I work in. Everyone has to be there at six, and the customers don’t show up until nine or ten, leaving ample room… Continue reading Stripping: Eliminating Bad Experiences by Rejecting Bad Customers
Stories From The Road: "Well, you don't look exceedingly rich…"
Last weekend while my mother’s husband and I were replacing my alternator he found my oil leak: two lines that went from the block above the filter to an oil cooler thingy beside the radiator. Which was really good, because ever since the last time I changed my oil a couple weeks ago the van… Continue reading Stories From The Road: "Well, you don't look exceedingly rich…"
Underworld Reality (you know: social deviance)
I’ve written about this before, of course. When you’re a stripper you’re not really subject to all the craziness of the “real world.” Or I’m not anyways, I hope you’re not either but if you are, just disregard all my generalizations. No one expects you to get up early every day, no one expects you… Continue reading Underworld Reality (you know: social deviance)
Strippers I Have Loved, v5
When she aborted her baby she felt like she was giving birth to her mothers hatred of her and killing her baby-self. She tells me this while we’re laying around on plush black leather couches in the VIP room of an empty club. The walls are painted lets-fuck-magenta and there are plaster casts of torsos… Continue reading Strippers I Have Loved, v5
Stripping has ruined me for the real world
“This is Susie Smith, she’s Jimmy’s mom,” my mom says. “Susie, this is my daughter Tara, she’s going to be subbing for a while.” “Hi Susie,” I say. “You’ve raised a great kid. Jimmy was a big help when I was here a couple weeks ago.” See, I imagine that there are social rules, and… Continue reading Stripping has ruined me for the real world
Rape is NOT an Occupational Hazard!
Remember the link I posted a while ago, to the story about the prostitute who was gang raped at gun point and the Judge said that it was theft of services, not rape? Well. If you live in Philly, tomorrow is the day to vote Judge Deni out. There’s a virtual rally today at BoundNotGagged.
random thoughts from the dressing room at midnight
I’m writing this from a strip club dressing room, where I sit cross legged in a plastic lawn chair, wearing a black pleather corseted naughty nurse dress with red accents, a gaudy rhinestone necklace, thigh high black fishnets, and a pair of flip flops. There are no customers, and has only been one so far.… Continue reading random thoughts from the dressing room at midnight
The F word
I’m really lucky to have grown up in the way I did. Even though there was a lot of trauma and bad things and insanity, I grew up with a lot of very basic things that it seems like a lot of people miss out on. When I was a kid we never had a… Continue reading The F word