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FBR
03-10-2004, 03:55 PM
Mobius, very good report ;D Ms Angel sounds very hot indeed. Im impressed that you were able to line up a lunch date already (sounded almost too easy :o ) Watch out and keep your head on straight. OTOH, she may genuinely like you and want to pursue an ourside the club relationship. As someone said...not impossible but highly improbable.

What have you learned about her? Is she married or in a relationship? Kids? Where does she land on the drama scale. Thats all stuff that will impact her interaction with you. Does she expect compensation for her time at lunch? I'm just throwing this out there in an effort to help you keep a bit of yourself skeptical in preparation for possible SS. But at the same time, good luck to ya! And be sure to let us know how things went at lunch and if you made plans for future encounters.

FBR

FBR
03-10-2004, 04:02 PM
OK, time for my first trip report. I just learned the hard way that I need to make sure I'm logged in first...I spent about 30 minutes composing my masterpiece, only to lose it when I hit 'post' and wasn't logged in. :(



LOL Yeah ya gotta log in ::)

A couple other things to keep in mind. When Im doing a fairly long TR I always do it in Word or Wordpad. Ive been burned several times doing a long post here, hit the post button and have it time out. When that happens you lose it all :-[ Gawd, that pisses me off! Ive gotten in the habit of "copying" even fairly short posts to the windows clipboard before hitting the preview or post button. That way if the site craps out you can just reopen it and hit paste. As a matter of fact, that just occured on my post above. As wordy as I am, I hate having to reconstruct what I was going to say.

FBR

fishnet
03-10-2004, 04:56 PM
Great report Mobius. Can't wait to hear about the lunch!

As I recall I had a small rant in site issues about losing the text. Grrr... Nothing worse than a great night at the club, getting home at 5:30 in the morning. Tipping some Turkey or brandy while writing a Loooong TR and losing it when you hit send. >:( phpBB boards you can just hit the back button, recover the text, log in or whatever and paste the text back. FBR is right! Better to write long posts in word here.

mobius7
03-10-2004, 05:18 PM
OK, a few answers to some of the questions that have been asked about Ms Angel....she's single, no kids, 24 years old, and according to her, no boyfriend. Yet. :)

Yes, I'm sounding whipped because lunch was very fun today. We met at that good ol' standby, The Olive Garden. It was SOOO hot to see her in her 'normal clothes,' odd as that may sound. She looked even cuter...girl next door. She gave me a hug when I walked up to her, and already had our names on the reservation list.

I kept the conversation light and fun during lunch, as much as I wanted to ask such things as "Do you want to go out with me outside the club" and "Can we have sex in the bathroom now?" I kept those thoughts and others to myself. :)

She told me about herself, life, work, etc....I did the same. I didn't want to come across as creepy-stalker-loser guy, so I tried not to ask too many 'personal' type questions, and just let her lead.

When the food and drinks were gone, my first big shock of the day came. She picked up the lunch tab! Cool. I'm hoping its because she is sending a signal, and not because I look like "poor just out of college guy." :)

She asked for my cell # (I already have hers), and when I gave it to her she told me it was already in her cell phonebook, as she'd added it after my call yesterday. She just wanted to make sure I didn't mind her having it. :) I told her I wouldn't be into the club for a while, as I needed to budget for those visits. She asked if I had plans for the weekend. I took all of .005 seconds to say 'Nope. All free." :) She said to give her a call later and maybe we could hook up.

Hugs goodbye, and I floated back to my car.

Soooo.....

Things seem to be going quite well. I was tempted to call her the second I got back to my apartment, but I'm going to show some restraint, and wait until tonight. :) I can't believe this is happening. My buddies at work think I should be careful, and that I should worry about 'dating a stripper.' At this point, I don't give a rats ass about that. I think she's hot, fun, and it seems like she wants to go out. I'm sure if I didn't at least try, I'd look back at this moment in my old age and be very pissed at myself. :) Anyway....we'll see.

FBR
03-10-2004, 05:28 PM
LOL well Mobius I have to say things do seem to be going well indeed. Youre friends are right though...just proceed with caution if your heart is involved. If you can stay in raincoater mode I wouldnt worry about it LOL

If I was 20 yrs younger but still had the money and knowledge that I have now...woooohoooo I could be living the life too LOL

FBR

NVJosh
03-10-2004, 06:18 PM
Hell, you only live once. Sounds like she really likes you. The one important thing to remember if you're going to pursue a relationship is that "Angel" shouldn't be that important to you. "Angel" isn't who she is, its what she does. What should be important to you is "Sue" or "Carol" or whatever the hell her name is. Don't pretend that she isn't a stripper, and don't treat it like "Yeah, this is the trophy stripper I bagged." Treat it as if she was a cashier at Starbucks or a bookkeeper or a lawyer or whatever. Be real with her, treat her like a real person, and always remember that stripping is just her job.

And, if the relationship goes somewhere, you better hope you don't have lots of lurking trust issues. lol.

And, on an unrelated note...Ctrl-A, Ctrl-C will save posters many heartaches...like everyone else, I had to learn that the hard way.

SportsWriter2
03-10-2004, 07:18 PM
Mobius, I thought we had the same girl, except mine is five-four, 20 and doesn't pay for lunch. I LOVE long black curly, silky hair.

I'm two months ahead of you with mine, so PM me if you want to know where it goes.

One caution: Herpes and HPV are skin contact viruses. Both are incurable and condoms won't protect you much. Find out where she's been, and know her reasons.

I wanna be you in my next life. You Da Man.

Katrine
03-11-2004, 10:21 PM
Well, I consider myself to be above average, so why shouldn't I want my women the same way.


:crying: :crying: :crying:

sander8son
03-12-2004, 12:44 AM
3/11/04 Vixxens. Providence, RI


ok, successful visit, finally.

nobody at the door. didn't get carded, didn't have to pay a cover. SO FAR SO GOOD! nice looking place. quality fixtures(tables, comfy bar stools), excellent looking bar and establishment. there is maybe 6 guys in the place. Not busy at all. new club, no customers.

pricing. to go into the dance room need to buy a $10 ticket(apparantly per dancer you bring in. more on this later, maybe).

dances are $20 for topless. not sure if they do nude dances. there is a nude room, but it wasn't open. dont know what the rate is to get in there.

drinks are tiny ($3.50 for maybe a 4oz juice). bottle beer was maybe $6 or so, dont remember. 2 liquir drink was $6.75.

Upon entering, sat at a table. was shortly greeted by a cute petite dancer named T. after some chit-chat. i decided to get a dance. got the $10 ticket and proceeded into dance room. really good dances. Tons of grinding, but not painful grinding. got two dances.

back to the table. she went on stage later, then rejoined me with another dancer. convinced me to get a dance with both of them, after her friend's stage set. so i bought the ticket in advance(buy LD room tickets from the bar), so when they were ready i could go right in.

apparantly you need two tickets to bring two girls in. bouncer isn't sure if you need it or not, sends me to the manager to ask. so i ask and he says you need two.

FUCK THAT. im not a big lesbian/two girl at once guy anyway. wasn't gonna blow an extra $10 on nothing. i mean, like i said, there are no customers in here, and its a new place. you'd think they'd be a little more accomidating and a little less dickheaded. but no, apparantly not. so i didn't get another ticket. just went into the LD room with T again. did two more dances. really enjoyed them.

had i not wacked off like two hours previously....who knows what might have happened.

All in all, a really fun time. t was great, would like to see her again.....but i dont plan on going back to vixxens. will they rue the day they arrogantly let their stupidity and greed(for the short term) lose themselves a customer and a somewhat negative public review while they have no customers???? probably not. but hey, if it does go belly up in three months, i'll take partial credit. had they not dicked me, i probably woulda been back, feeding them $10s everynow and then. so be it.

i personally dont like the ticket system. It limits your ability to sample from different dancers. which at a new club, where you dont know the dancers is what you need to do. this just isn't a smart way to run a start-up stripclub. so only go there if you plan to get multiple dances from the same girl, otherwise you're getting ripped.

sidenote. probably the worst stage in RI. lol. tiny, awkwardly shaped stage. the stools dont fit the stage well. the railing is like a foot wide and carpetted. but you cant sit up to the railing, cause theres a lower railing(for customer drinks/ash trays, that rather being recessed is more outward...and right at knee level. making you sit like 4 feet back from the dancer.


total damages:$130 or so

Katrine
03-12-2004, 04:31 PM
You need to get an extra $10 ticket for a double because each girl needs to get paid to do the dance. Otherwise she is going to be making $5 from you when she can be getting $10 from another PL (meow!) Anyway, no one cares about "new"customers, its a numbers game. Have fun, you usually don't get 10 buck dances here!

FBR
03-12-2004, 05:06 PM
Miss D and I had a playdate set for for last night (Thursday). She knew I had been in Tuesday and Im sure wished she could have worked that night. Anyway, I took the opportunity to invite my customer friend Mr D to join us. He hadnt been in since the Canadian dudes were in town and I was sure he would enjoy some T & A. He said YESSSS...imagine that LOL We agreed to meet at the club as close to 5PM as we could. Its nice taking a customer...Uncle Sugar gets to buy both of us a few lapdances.

I heard from Miss D Thursday morning in the way of a phone call to my cell. We chit chatted for a bit and confirmed our date. It was a very busy day at work so I didnt have much time to dwell the upcoming visit which was good. Around 3PM my cell rang. Miss D's number came up on caller ID which kinda surprised me. I wondered "Why is she calling so close to our get together time?" I soon learned why. She had a job interview Friday morning (today) which I knew about and just moments before calling me she had received an email from them asking her to bring along an updated, detailed resume. She was kicking herself in the ass for not anticipating the request but nevertheless was faced with the daunting task of getting this accomplished before her 8AM interview time. A midnighter looked very probable. She apologized over and over which was unneccessary but I appreciated her concern about having to cancel. I told her I totally understood but would certainly miss seeing her. I went on to tell her about inviting Mr D and that I felt committed to hitting the club as planned. She understood that as well and asked me to save her a couple of dances LOL She asked if I could stop by to see her Friday night and I said no problem but is would have to be a short visit. As I hung up, I was glad that I didnt have to worry about the cancellation being SS. Miss D has always been true to her word which is great.

5PM hit before I knew it so I hauled ass toward the club. I hate to be late but Mr D is a big boy and knows a few of the strippers so I wasnt too worried about it. When I went into the club I didnt see him. In fact I saw hardly anyone I knew. No Miss B, Miss R or even Miss L who is always there. I was beginning to feel alphabetically challenged LOL Hell, even my favorite waitress wasnt there! Turns out her husband was having surgery that day which I remembered after being reminded by one of the other waitresses. I grabbed a table...not my favorite...but it was OK. It had a decent view of the stage plus I could keep an eye on the door. I had a couple of beers while waiting and just chilled watching the stage show. Miss N looked pretty hot but we havent been hanging out for quite a while. Rumor has it she has a "thing" going with the owner and I didnt want to go there. I hadnt started a tab yet, paying for each beer in cash. Im so accustomed to my favorite waitress watching out for my CC it just didnt feel right. The waitress that was serving me wasnt very friendly and I havent heard anything good about her. I was in a bit of a delimma when this other watiress arrived. I sort of know her so I grabbed her and had her start a tab for me. I made a mental note to review the bill at the end of the evening, though.

It was past 5:30 and Mr D still hadnt arrived yet. Im sitting there feeling like a newbie...its wierd not being surrounded by hot strippers. Suddenly I felt arms around me and a voice whispered in my ear "Hi, Handsome". Noooo...it wasnt Mr D LOL Miss J had just arrived and was letting me know she was in the house. I breathed a sigh of relief. Im sure Mr D would have been blown away had I not lined up a stripper or two for our enjoyment. I asked Miss J to come see me when she was dressed and I noticed a quickness to her step as she headed to the dressing room. Some of the pressure was off at least. Maybe not a flock but Miss J is fun to hang out with and I knew would give Mr D some good dances. I ordered another beer and once again sat back to watch the stage show.

The DJ called Miss S to the stage. Im thinking...damn I how did I miss that she was working? Guess she was up in the dance area when I was scouting out the place. I pulled a ten from my wallet and went up to tip her. Her face brightened when she saw me. We talked through almost an entire song. I could tell that the half dozen guys sitting around the stage were feeling fuckoed LOL Gee, that made me feel absolutely terrible LOL I asked her to come on over when she had time. She said she had a regular in the club but would come over as soon as humanly possible. That was good enough for me so after a quick KOTC I headed back to my table. Im thinking OK cool thats two. We should be good to go.

Miss J soon joined me. She had on a new outfit and looked damn good. Shes been thinking about a boob job so we talked for quite a while about the pros and cons. She kept asking me my opinion. Im not a big fake boob fan but I suggested that she do whatever made her happy. "Who's paying for them?" I asked. I was half expecting to hear her say her bf or perhaps even a customer. She said she had the money already saved up (between 4-5K) but was struggling between getting the boobs versus paying off some bills. Personally, I think her tits are fine...kinda small but with very nice niblets. I told her my vote was for her to pay the bills LOL The jury's still out but it was be interesting to see if she can show some restraint. She does well at the club and I dont think bigger tits will earn her much of a ROI.

The regular hanging out with Miss S finally left so she came over. Shes really cute in a girl next door kind of way. She the one that recently bought a house (which I think is cool as hell) so she spent some time updating me on what was going on in that regard. I offered her a drink (which she typically refuses) but this time she accepted. I said damnnn so your drinking now huh? She laughed and went on to tell me how stressed she has been about trying to get packed etc so she can get moved by the end of the month. Im thinking...hell thats two weeks away, whats the big deal..but strippers operate in a different time zone than us civilians LOL Her drink of choice was a bloody mary so I ordered her one from my waitress. I knew the night was one of those drama nights. She had asked for no tobasco and the drink came back with extra tobasco. I had to send it back and get another one. This happened twice during the night...geesh LOL It wasnt the waitress fault but it still didnt give me warm fuzzies.

About 6:30 Mr D finally showed up. I was already buzzed by then (thank god hes not just a customer but also a friend so I didnt have to worry about being all serious and sober) Turns out his boss had grabbed him just before 5PM and drug him into what turned out to be a long meeting. He couldnt even break away to call me. I wasnt pissed or anything...shit happens. I got him a beer and steered him to Miss J so I could hang out with Miss S. I also slipped him $100 to have some fun with. I didnt feel like babysitting him so in my mind the best thing to do was give him money LOL They turned knee to knee and started talking so I knew all was well.

I spent some time chatting up Miss S. Shes interesting to talk to and has a cute smile and very pretty long brown hair. I thought I had done some dances with her before but she said no, never (and gave me this pouty look LOL) I decided to remedy that situation and took her up to the couch. MMMM her dances were great. She has a very nice BA and made sure my face and lips got to perform their own inspection LOL The grind factor wasnt bad either. She had "warned" me that she gives pretty laid back dances but I thought they were quite sexy and definitely not boring. Guess it depends on what youre expecting. Not quite Miss B or Miss D standards but I figured this was our first time dancing and it would take a while to get to know each other and for her to become comfortable with me. We did three in succession for which I paid her plus a nice tip. We went back to my table and saw that Mr D had disappeared with Miss J. Thats a good thing.

We ordered another round and as mentioned above the barmaid screwed that one up too. They made it right though and took both drinks off my tab. Mr D and Miss J came back but we were interrrupted by line up. Mr D and I shot the shit while the girls strutted their stuff and finally came back to join us. Shortly thereafter we were joined by another dancer (I cant remember her place in the alphabet LOL) Shes a friend of Miss D's and had met Mr D before. He honed in on her leaving Miss J kind of wondering WTF LOL Oh well such is life in the club. He had spent the $100 I gave him on Miss J so I knew he was already into his own pocket. I thought about getting more money on my tab but decided not to. I figure somebody gives me one small to play with Im a happy camper. Mr D wound up going to the dance area with this other girl so I sat and talked to Miss S. I tipped her for her time of course so she was happy. Miss J was on the fringe of this conversation but after a while decided to seek out greener pastures and left.

By 9 or so I was ready to leave. Mr D was no where in site but hell I didnt want to sit around waiting for him. I assumed he was having a good time and wouldnt expect me to stay beyond my curfew. I closed my tab and hit the road after getting a nice hug from Miss S. It was a pretty fun night...not exactly what I had planned but it all worked out just fine.

FBR

doc-catfish
03-12-2004, 05:23 PM
You need to get an extra $10 ticket for a double because each girl needs to get paid to do the dance. Otherwise she is going to be making $5 from you when she can be getting $10 from another PL (meow!) Anyway, no one cares about "new"customers, its a numbers game. Have fun, you usually don't get 10 buck dances here!


Kat, I think you misunderstood him. The $10 ticket was for access to the dance room, (I assume this is similar to the wristband systems used in some clubs where you pay a flat fee and have access to VIP for the entire night then just pay by the dance).



pricing. to go into the dance room need to buy a $10 ticket(apparantly per dancer you bring in. more on this later, maybe).

dances are $20 for topless. not sure if they do nude dances. there is a nude room, but it wasn't open. dont know what the rate is to get in there.


The dances themselves were $20 each (and assumably $40 for a double). Unless the dancers get some cut of that ticket money, I'm not sure why a customer would need two tickets.

fishnet
03-12-2004, 06:25 PM
to go into the dance room need to buy a $10 ticket(apparantly per dancer you bring in. more on this later, maybe).


That rule sucks!!! All the more reason to be a fucko and keep the same girl all night. LOL ;)

fishnet
03-12-2004, 06:57 PM
Hey FBR, that was a great report! I cleared my inbox and am still waiting for my "Fade to Black" report. LOL. ;)

Happy_Camper
03-13-2004, 12:33 AM
Ok, I went to my other, other club. The one that has my first ATF working at it. I get there around 10ish and there are no tables. Nobody is on the stages at this time so it could only mean one thing, promo time. So I grab a seat at the stage since I dont even have to worry about who is up. Everyone comes across stage to be introduced for this. She goes right by not noticing me so I figure she already has someone lined up. I watch her go to a table and get turned down...then another, WTF dont these people know how great she is? So I start to meander in that direction and after she gets turned down again and starts to walk by (she's in her own little world) I grab her arm. She turns, finally sees who it is and gives me a big hug. I tell her, "I will take whatever you're selling". Turns out it is a gift certificate for the 'hair shop', she explains you can use it for other things too. I dont care, it is her I want. Her go back to the VIP area and there is no room at the inn. So we grab a table vacated by someone else who got a dance and chat until the room opens up. She just got back from Vegas and talks about some opportunities she may have coming up (she is the one that was in Playboy). As to original songs for the promo are done we head back to do our (good thing since promo songs are usually shortened). On the way back to VIP another favorite of mine who I had not seen since she switched clubs walked by. She gave me a hug and I told her to make sure she found me later. My dances with the first ATF (we will call her Miss B if I didnt give her a 'name' before) were even better than the last time I was there. The club she was at before was basically an air dance club and even though she is stunningly beautiful, the dances left a lot to be desired. This place is much better. We do the promo plus a few more until she has to run to stage. I could only watch since all the seats at her stage were full. I glanced around for the other lady, we will call her Miss GND (very much girl next door look), and I see her in the billiards room playing. I stand around until Miss B in up on the main stage and get there before everyone else knows who is coming out. When her set is done they announce another promo. Damn, I forgot they do these about every hour. So I look for Miss GND and she is sitting with the guy she was playing pool with. There is an open table near there so i grab it. Miss GND stops by and asks if i will wait, her regular is buying the promo and she promises to stop by after that. Of course i will wait (grins). So I take to scanning the room again. I see this blonde in a white shirt and short black skirt wandering around. She looks familiar. When I finally realize who it is, she is whispering over my shoulder asking if I remember her. She was the shot girl at my regular club quite a while ago. I dont drink, but she was always fun to chat with. She would even bring out water shots so we could go through the motions of what everyone else got (she would never let me even tip her for those). Well this is her first night at this club, but she is doing the massages here. Yes, of course i will take one. Even happens that the gift certificate I got from Miss B in the promo is good for this. We talk about the other club and what she has been doing as she is rubbing all over me. Dont know if she actually had any training for this, but it felt good to me. After that I go back to my table to wait for Miss GND. She is back with her regular at the table near me so I stick my tongue out at her. She goes to the side stage soon and again no seat there. She gets off stage and stops by her regular again. I know she is on main stage in two songs so I figure she will stop by or I will at least she what she has to say when she is up there. Well she stops on her way to stage to say she is coming right over to me after she is done. Of course my luck, they announce another promo right as she is done. I dont care, I dont want what they are selling (cigar and lighter), but I want her. She comes to get me after walking the stage. It has been toooooo loooong since I have had dances with this lady. She says she misses me and all that. I admit I missed her too. She tells me about the regular she is sitting with. She says he pays her to sit with him and gets 'pissy' when she leaves. She say she told him, "I havent seen HC in a while, I am not letting him leave" So technically I out fuckoed a fucko ;D. We do the promo and some extra songs just to keep her away longer. We sit there a chat a bit as she gets dressed and i ask what her normal schedule is. She does really have one and doesnt know from week to week what she works. I ask if I give her my card will she contact me. She says yes and takes the card. I joke and say I wont come back until I hear from her. she says not to worry, she likes me and will definitely keep in touch. Even says I may be asking for more than I bargained for, because when the baby goes to sleep she doenst have much to do besides email and kill time. After we leave VIP, I tell her bye (another big hug and kiss) as she goes back to her regular. And out the door I went...

Richard_Head
03-13-2004, 08:58 AM
Seeing as I had taken Friday off of work I had Thursday night to have some fun and I decided to take advantage of it by taking another crack at seeing Bridgette (from SW/SCJ) at her new club here in Phoenix. I got there maybe 10pm, the place was packed as usual, I tipped the bouncer to find me a spot, ended up in a chair against the wall, that's my preference in this club as it gives me a good view of the room and I don't have to worry about the sneak attack from the back from the less desireable girls. I scanned the room for Bridgette, hmmm, there were three long haired red heads working, one I knew from past visits, one who had tattoo's all over her back (from Bridgette's SW gallery pics I knew that couldn't be her), so that left one big busted red head, bingo that had to be her, but not surprisingly she was dancing for some guy >:(.

So I waited, I turned down a few girls, met another one of those "why?" girls (I'm losing my patiene with those girls by the way, time to start being as asshole), no one else was really knocking my socks off though. I was missing my favorite club(s) at this point as those clubs seem to have a better selection of girls to choose from and don't qet quite as packed as this place, I actually prefer this club much more earlier in the day. At this point I spotted one of the other red heads, she had given me some incredible dances in the past and I was hoping for some more tonight, she was headed in my direction when all of the sudden she veered off to a couple at a nearby table >:(, she then proceeded to dance for that couple (more specifically the woman at that table) for the rest of my visit, WTF I was being fuckoe'd by a chick at a strip club. At that point I scanned the room again for Bridgette, she didn't appear to be with that same guy but I couldn't see her anywhere. LOL, at this point I just wanted to get some dances and took a chance on one of the girls I had turned down earlier, I'll call her Ms. L, she was maybe 5'4", thin, long dark hair, dark complexion, small perky little natural chest, nice ass, damn she could dance, I had a very nice time with her ;D, I got a nice hug and kiss from her when she finished then made another quick scan of the room and saw Bridgette back at the same table as earlier >:(, I guess I'll have to PM her next time I decide to stop at this club. It was getting too packed at this point and I was feeling a bit claustrophobic so I decided to call it a night.

FBR
03-13-2004, 09:04 AM
Hey FBR, that was a great report! I cleared my inbox and am still waiting for my "Fade to Black" report. LOL. ;)


LOL When I get it finished you got mail ::) The only problem is I have another private scheduled for this afternoon and I may have to start over anyway :P This will probably be my last for a while. The warchest is nearly on empty and wont be replenished for a while. I hope she makes it a memorable experience :P

FBR

anais
03-13-2004, 11:56 AM
HC, you didn't stop by to see us? You were practically in town. :razz: I told our Miss B that I thought you might stop by. Oh, well. Glad you had a nice time and hope to see you soon.

Happy_Camper
03-13-2004, 12:48 PM
If you notice the TR, I didnt get there until 10. You said you both would be gone by 8. Why come there when you 2 are gone? Of course miss T probably was there, but I took a chance on finding miss GND. It had been way to long.

Still havent decide about dealing with the crowds tonight. Maybe I will see you.

I also think I need to start keeping a cast of characters list. I think your miss B I still call Miss N. I dont remember, I get confused (especially when some change their names).

NVJosh
03-13-2004, 07:14 PM
mmm....Donny's

Lurker_001
03-13-2004, 10:06 PM
Road trip part two

Another trip out of town an hour to a bikini bar yielded little to no adventures today.once or twice a month i do the massage parlor-strip club junket.The massage parlor first where i get to play in a large Jacuzzi with a
naked babe,if shes working,lol, then off to the SC.So i show up at said SC an hour after opening and the place is sloooooow.Two dancers and like five customers counting myself.Miss T is working as usual and we have some drinks.She takes me down to the VIP for some couch grinding and i get three songs from her.She Tells me that we can come back after her stage set and it was worth the wait.After some more beers and chit chat with another dancer Miss T gives me four of the best VIP dances i've ever had from her,maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was that miss T was sober,lol.She said something about a trip after the first shift ended to her familys place a couple hours away. Had to stop drinking around six and wait around for the buzz to wear off before hitting the road.The place is basically a bar until eight PM.Then it livens up with a DJ and five or ten more dancers.Man,some of the second shift girls are super cute.The next time i'll be holding off on spending all my money on miss T and hooking up with one of these fine ladies.Total damages,85 massage 325 sc.

aggieed
03-14-2004, 04:08 PM
Ha ha ha ha...didn't realize that this site has a maximum post length so I'll have to break this down. Sheesh.

I don't write trip reports online for public reading anymore. There was a time two years ago when I wrote every single SC trip I made online, but those days are definitely in the past. These days I keep most of my adventures private through e-mails or PMs. I admit to be a little nervous about posting this since I'm very much into detail (as you can tell by scrolling up and down this post), but I'm not going to back down too much on that point. I'm a detail kind of guy.

This really isn't as much just one trip report but a combination of reports on one dancer ever since I first met her early last summer. Hopefully by going through our entire "club" relationship since the beginning, it will help anybody reading this understand what has been going on lately. This will definitely be one very, very long trip report, but anybody who knows me knows, I don't really know HOW to write a short trip report. LOL! By the way, much of this comes from my own personal archives or private trip reports I sent to friends at the time these events occurred so I didn't just actually write ALL of this today.

Let's get started, shall we?

The Start of Something Good
Last June, I hit a new low point in my life. You know the drill...almost like something out of a country music song: your dog dies, your wife leaves you, your truck doesn't work...that sort of thing except that I've never owned a dog, never been married (nor do I have a girlfriend), and my truck was only two months old at that point. Well, okay, so maybe what I consider a low point in my life wasn't really all that low in the grand scheme of things, but I do know that I spent four weeks away from any strip clubs. That, for me, is damn near record breaking and pretty darn low.

On Sunday, June 29th, I made my first trip back to my second home in four weeks. I was going in for a little scouting mission since I had planned on hosting a small ASPD gathering of guys the following night. I wanted to see who was dancing and to talk to one of the managers to let him know I was bringing a group of guys the next night. That night I saw her, the woman who would later be my future ATF.

The ATF is beautiful. She's 28 years old (just two months older than me actually), Hispanic with long, straight, jet black hair that goes halfway down her back. She has light brown eyes with cute little freckles on her nose and cheeks around her nose. With her heels on, she's slightly taller than me, and I'm 5'10" tall. She wears extraordinarily tall heels so without them she's about 5'5"-5'6". She's very slender certainly not waifish. She works out and has a very athletic body with a tight, flat stomach, long, strong legs, nice hips, and a beautiful bubble butt. Her rear end is easily one of her best features, and I'll tell you now that I can never get enough of it. If there's any flaw in that perfect body, it's her small breasts. They are very small and seem to be a bit disproportionate from the rest of her body, but that's really a minor thing. If you're a breast guy, you wouldn't like her...if you're an ass guy, you'd absolutely love her. For me, I just love her entire body from her head down to her toes.

I didn't get any dances from her that night, but I kept her in the back of my mind as somebody that I definitely wanted to get to know.

The following night, Monday, June 30th, I met up with about four other guys in the club. The soon-to-be-ATF was working again, and I tipped her a couple of times while she was on stage. That was my first contact with her, and I made it known that I wanted her to come see me when she got the chance. Her stage dances were fairly high mileage, and I was hoping that would be the same of her lap dances. Around 1 AM that night, she finally came over to sit with me and thus began the start of something good. We easily got along together, and I found myself getting caught up in things that I normally don't care about. I've always stayed out of finding out personal things of the dancers I like. I just don't want to know about children, husbands, boyfriends, etc. However, with the ATF, within a matter of minutes I learned that she had recently moved to Austin from San Antonio because she had just separated from her husband whom she had been with for four years. She also moved to Austin to get away from the new "No Lap Dance" ordinance which had just gone into effect in San Antonio around that time. She has a 10 year old son that lives with his grandmother in San Antonio, etc., etc.

And the dances were very high mileage. Lots of stick shifting with an occasional stroke of Mister Ed through the pants, hard and fast grinding (she could bruise smaller men), and some NE. SE was out of the question as she deflected my hand away when I tested to see if that was available. I don't know about other areas of the country, but around here, when you get a high mileage nighttime dancer, you hold onto her and keep her in your back pocket. It's a very rare thing. I finally found somebody I thought I could develop along as a personal project.

The funny thing about that night was that it was supposed to be my last Big Hurrah. I was going to give up strip clubs for good (or at least for a couple of months) so that I could re-evaluate some priorities in my life. Strangely enough, two things happened that night that ended that mode of thinking. First was this new woman. Second was an offer I received to help moderate the Austin section of ASPD, which I later accepted. So much for giving up the "hobby". LOL!

The ATF doesn't work very frequently. For the rest of the summer, I only saw her two or three more times, but only one of those times was I able to get dances from her. Like I said, when you find a high mileage nighttime dancer, you hold onto her, and she was a very popular dancer. By the end of August and as the NFL regular season was starting I knew that there were only two girls in the club I cared about: her and my daytime ATF that I spent a great deal of time with around the Labor Day Weekend.

Monday, September 15th
The reason I remember this particular night was because it was the night that the Cowboys came back and beat the Giants in OT. It was considered a turning point for the Cowboys with their new coach, Bill Parcells. This night, the ATF spent a great deal of time with me. I ended up getting quite a few dances, more than I would usually buy otherwise. By this time, she had graduated to dropping the zipper on my pants and giving me a "real" HJ while she danced (this is pretty much her limit inside the club). She still wouldn't let me do any SE on her, and still no kissing on the lips. Afterwards I introduced her to a friend of mine that has been a patron of the club since it first opened well over a decade ago. He's a bit more aggressive than I am, and after a couple of dances from her, he tried for more, but she wouldn't go for it. He seemed to give up on her at that point. His loss.

Monday, October 6th
This was one of the biggest turnouts for our weekly MNF gatherings. I remember this particular night because this was when the Indianapolis Colts came from way behind to beat Tampa Bay in OT. That was one heck of a game...except that I never actually watched any of it since I was with the ATF the entire time. Now, I'm really big on kissing...not necessarily DFK or even LFK, but just kissing all over a woman's body, and I'm not talking wet, sloppy kisses, just light dry kisses on the neck, shoulders, breasts, stomach, everywhere. As I mentioned above she wasn't into kissing on the lips so that night I challenged her to give me just one kiss on the lips. It was funny seeing the wheels turn in her head trying to figure out if she really wanted to do it. I don't know what the hang-up was with her, but she did eventually gave me a nice kiss on the lips...no tongue, of course, but it was nice. Yeah, I know it's such a small thing, but seeing as how she's quick to ram her tongue down my throat these days, it helps to know how things were in the beginning. That night she gave me her home number. Her divorce was finally official, and she told me to give her a call so that we could "do something".

A few days later, I called her to see if we could set something up. Unfortunately, our schedules didn't match, and nothing came out of the phone call. I waited two weeks, called again on October 20th, and left a message on her machine. I didn't hear back from her. I waited one more week and called again on the 27th. Again, I left a message and never heard back. I figured that she had flaked on me and decided that I wasn't going to pursue any outside contact with her anymore so I didn't call the following week. Two weeks after the last time I called, she called me. This was November 10th. Unfortunately I was upstairs and never heard my cell phone ring. It wasn't until two hours later that I went downstairs and saw the red blinking light on my cell phone. I listened to her message and called back, but got her answering machine. Sigh...doomed to play phone tag. I didn't hear back from her that night.

Monday, November 17th
This was one of the oddest nights I've had in a while mainly because, for the first time to happen to me, a dancer proposed meeting outside in a pay-for-play first before I even thought about it. The previous night I had gone in with some friends to watch the Patriots-Cowboys game on Sunday night football. That night my Redheaded Kryptonite was trying to lay a cat on me. She had picked up a cat in a trip to Houston the previous week. Her mother, whom RK lived with, wanted her to get rid of the cat. RK knew that I liked cats and asked me if I would take care of it. It took her several hours to "work on me", but I finally agreed to take the cat. We made arrangements for her to come over to my place the next day.

So the afternoon of the 17th, my phone rings at 3 PM. It's RK telling me that she plans on coming over around 6 PM to drop off the cat on her way to work. 6 PM rolls around...nothing...7 PM...nothing. I figured she decided not to come over after all. At 7:30 PM, my cell phone rings. It's the ATF, and she wants to know if I'm going to the club that night. I told her that I had already gone in the previous night, and I really hadn't planned on going in that night. She's disappointed and says that work wouldn't be any fun without me, but she's going to go ahead and work that night. Damn! I still never heard from RK, but around 10 PM, I decided to go ahead and head to the club.

Of course, the ATF never showed up to work. I guess she decided that she wasn't going to work after all with me not being there (Mondays are incredibly dead). RK was there, and she explained to me that her mother had ended up finding a home for the cat elsewhere so no cat for me, which was probably a good thing. There really wasn't anybody working that night that I cared for, but then I saw a dancer that made my radar go off. This was another new (to me) dancer, Hispanic, hot little body, very skinny, but tight, lean, with long legs and perfect, small but perky breasts. Her face was average, but that body was nice!! I really wasn't going to go for a dancer that was new to me that night, but this one had a really rocking, tight little body so I figured I'd give her a shot. We talked a bit...she's been dancing all over Austin for five years now and has worked at the club for the last six months. I had never seen her before, but she mentioned that she rarely, if ever, works on Monday nights, but she wanted to try something new which is why she was working that night. She starts dancing for me, but there really wasn't anything significant to the dances. A little bit of NE and very light SE through the g-string. Nothing major, and every time I touched her "down there", she kept giggling saying that it tickled. I ended up getting three dances before she was called up on stage. So here comes the interesting part AFTER she finishes her stage work and comes back to me. Here was our conversation that night:

Dancer: "So have you ever done private dances?" [Aren't I supposed to be the one to ask that question?]

Me: "Occasionally, sure. Why? Is it something that you do regularly?"

Dancer: "Yeah, I don't like working in the club so much. There's a couple of guys that I've known for a while that I do private dance sessions for. It's just more relaxed and easier."

Me: "Interesting." [Pause for dramatic effect.] "So what all is involved in these private dance sessions?"

Dancer: "Pretty much anything but a BJ." [Another pause while I choke on the gum I'm chewing on.] "And I don't do anal either." [Well that doesn't leave much except for CFS.]

Me (laughing): "That's okay...I don't do anal either. So why not the blowjob?"

Dancer: "I don't do it for strangers. I have to get to know the guy before I do it."

Me: "So if you do this for guys that you've known for awhile, how is it that you ask me even though you hardly know me?" [Bad question on my part; not sure what I was thinking asking it.]

Dancer: "You're not a cop are you?" [D'oh!]

Me: "Obviously not."

Dancer: "I'm not a cop either. I'm just trying to make conversation."

Me: "This is one hell of a conversation! So do you do anything in here?"

Dancer: "No, I don't want to get in trouble." [Damn!]

Me: "How much are these sessions that you do and for how long?"

Dancer: "I usually get $250 for an hour or an hour and a half." [That seem to be the going rate for dancers around here for a BBBJ and CFS...the no BJ bothered me though, but she had a rocking body. For me, that's all I care about...f**king hot chicks. I probably should have asked about multiple bells.]

Sigh...I ended up buying a couple more dances and sent her on her merry way. I only had $100 on me, and I had no intention of hitting an ATM. However, I later found out I could have negotiated lower...much, much lower. By the way, I told a friend of mine about this conversation, and he felt that even though she said she didn't do anal, she actually DOES do it, but it'll cost more. You figure it out!

By the way, I have not ever pursued this dancer, but I have gathered an enormous amount of information on her since then through the normal "Boy's Network".

Of course, the above doesn't really have much to do with the ATF, but I wanted to write it out since it really was a weird night. In any case, the next night the ATF called again. Unfortunately I was in a car taking my parents out to dinner since they were leaving out of town for Thanksgiving. I tried talking to the ATF in "code" but ended up just telling her that I would call her later. When I hung up the phone, my dad turns to me and says, "Do you have a girlfriend?" I just smiled and said, "No." Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if I had said, "No Dad, but she provides one heck of a GFE." Wouldn't it have been funny if my dad said, "Oh, really? What's on the menu, what's the price, how long is the session, and how can I contact her?" Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

aggieed
03-14-2004, 04:10 PM
Thursday, December 5th
The ATF didn't call those days leading into Thanksgiving, but I didn't expect her to either. I was in Houston the weekend before Thanksgiving for the Texans-Patriots game anyway. I was in Houston the Monday AFTER Thanksgiving as well, and in fact, that was easily one of the most enjoyable trips I've EVER made to Houston. In two consecutive days, at two different clubs, with three different dancers, I received a BJ, HJ, BJ, BJ...the last one at the Gold Cup being the best from a little hottie blondie who was just plain freaky. Hot damn, I still think about going back to see her again sometime. That was on December 1st and 2nd, by the way. On that December 1st, my phone rang, but it was from a number I didn't recognize. Since I was in the middle of a conversation I elected not to answer the phone. Turns out that it was the ATF calling me from a pay phone. Her home phone had been disconnected as she was trying to get her cell phone reactivated.

On the 5th, I had taken the night off of work to attend a Christmas Party. As the party was winding down, some of the people were heading to The Yellow Rose for the after-party. I elected to go back to my second home instead. Sure enough, the ATF was working that night. This was the first time I had seen her in two months, and I decided it was time to make my pitch. I told her what I wanted, and she agreed to come home with me that night. We had some good fun, but no CFS and only one bell ring. She ended up staying at my place for two hours and $160. I told her that next time I wanted more...CFS, of course.

I didn't see her again for quite some time, and I never did get an alternate phone number for her so there was no way for me to contact her. I found out later that she had taken some time off from dancing, and after Christmas, I gave up going to the club. I wanted to take a bit of a rest from the club scene, and I only made one trip to the club in January for the College Football National Championship.

Sunday, February 1st
Going into the Super Bowl Weekend I had been invited to a handful of Super Bowl parties, but there were only two I really cared about. One of those was in Houston and was rather tempting, but I ended up deciding not to go out there for that. Another was with some friends at work, but they ended up canceling at the last minute. So I ended up watching the game at home. At halftime I was bored and decided to head over to my second home to finish out the game there. Just before the end of the game the ATF walked in. This was my first time seeing her since the night she came home with me. I really hadn't intended on staying any longer than the game, but I decided to stick around and see how she was doing.

When she came out of the dressing room, she saw me sitting in one of the cheap seats in VIP (all the booths were taken, and I don't normally "waste" a booth if I know I'm not going to be buying dances). She immediately came over, sat on my lap, and gave me a big fat kiss on the lips. Ah, that's my girl. We talked a bit, and she mentioned that one of her regular customers had called to say he was there so she went off to seek him out. That was fine with me since, as I said, I wasn't intending on buying any dances that night, and I certainly am not one to waste a dancer's time if I know I'm not buying anything.

After she finished up with her regular customer, I saw a guy sitting in one of the VIP booths behind me grab her in the middle of the club and pull her over to his booth. A few minutes later, I saw him walk up to one of the managers and shake his hand. I could easily see the "greasing of the palms" as money exchanged hands in that handshake. "Rat bastard," I thought. Talk about being just a bit obvious. The ATF danced for the guy for a few songs, and then she came over to where I was and crouched down beside me.

Me: "So are you going to be with the Pretty White Boy all night?" [Well, that's what he was.]

ATF: "No, I think I'm done with him. He wants me to do something I don't want to do."

Me: "Oh, really. I guess that's why he gave ****** money a little while ago."

ATF: "Yeah, he wants me to go home with him, but I don't do that." [I just turned and stared at her. She saw the look on my face.] "Well, except for you, of course." [Heh, she just effectively said, "Solamente Tu" to me. Woo hoo! By the way, that's Spanish for "Only You". Not really sure if I believe it, but it's nice to have a Solamente Tu girl.]

She went off and worked the room some more, and after a while I was getting a bit tired. Around midnight she was called out on stage, and I tipped her. I told her that when she got over to Stage #3 I would tip her again, and then I was going home. I was tired and bored and ready to go. When she came around to the third stage, I kissed her sweaty forehead, tipped her and told her to call me in two weeks to set something up. I was waiting for my tax refund.

Monday, February 16th
Fifteen days later at 5 PM my cell phone rings. It's the ATF. Unfortunately I still wasn't ready to see her, but we ended up talking for about 30-40 minutes. The conversation was really...well, upsetting. We talked about her ex-husband, and why she divorced him. We also talked about something that had happened to her back in January. Apparently, some friend of a friend who had been at her apartment one time had come over and started pounding on the door. She chose not to answer the door, and she locked herself in her bedroom. The pounding continued, and she called the police. This guy (who, according to her, had been in prison for murder...if I ever decide to kill somebody, I want his lawyer) broke into her apartment and started pounding on her bedroom door when the cops arrived. This guy told the cops that they were dating, and he was only coming to see her. The ATF felt that he might have tried to rape her if the cops had not gotten there in time.

I don't really know what to make of that story. It sounds like a whole lot of bullshit, but why bother me about that kind of thing. She knows I'm not stupid. Sigh...needless to say, after the conversation was over, I went outside and knocked my head against the brick wall of my house a few times. That was a phone conversation I could have done without. Most of my ATFs in the past have been pretty straight shooters...what you see is what you get, but damn if this girl drives me nuts with some of the shit that comes out of her mouth.

Before I hung up I told her to give me a call one week later because then I would truly be ready.

Monday, February 23rd
The day was finally here. I was several thousand dollars richer as a result of a tax refund that had gone into my bank account a few days earlier. I spent the entire morning making sure my home was perfect. The house smelled like cinnamon, everything was spotless, the candles were in place, the music was ready, and I found myself humming a perverse version of "Tonight" from West Side Story:

"Tonight, Tonight
I'm going to get laid tonight!"

I was so anticipating all sorts of good things...

...that, unfortunately, ended up being my own undoing.

The night began around 5 PM. The ATF called me to ask me if I was still going in. There was a big storm approaching the North Austin area, and she wasn't sure if I was still going to go in with that going on. I told her that I was committed to going in since I was meeting a few friends. She told me that she had planned on getting in early (7 PM).

At 7 PM, she calls again while I'm in the shower. Her car is dead, and it won't start. She again asks me if I'm still going in, and if we can still get together if she can't make it into work. I tell her that I'm obviously still going in, and to keep in touch with me so that we can get together later in the night if she can't find a means to get to work. She was going to try and call a male friend that lived near her to help "jump" her car. At 7:30, I'm on my way to the club when my phone rings again. Her car is now running, and she is on her way to the club as well.

She arrives shortly after I do. She goes up to check with the DJ, and she comes back wearing this sweeeet outfit. She's wearing this short, white one-piece dress with a white t-back and knee-high white stockings. The stockings had me at "Hello"...definitely. She sits on my lap, and we talk, a little kissing, blah, blah, blah. She eventually asks if she could dance for me, and we move over to one of the booths in VIP. The dances were really intense (i.e. her grabbing my dick in my pants, pulling her g-string aside and making sure I was rubbing her the right way). At one point she asked me if I had any underwear on. That particular night I had gotten all dolled up for her; usually she had seen me in a t-shirt and shorts or t-shirt and jeans, but this time I went all out to make sure I looked my best. That night I was wearing a nice button-up shirt and black slacks...the key being the slacks are very thin. I was also wearing some loose boxers to make sure I had plenty of room to manuever. I told her that I was wearing boxers, and I unzipped my pants to provie it. I ended up getting four dances, and when I stopped, I told her that we REALLY needed to continue this later at my house. She agreed. We were fucking on, and I was happy!! We sat cuddled up in the booth for a while, and at one point, she had been lying down on her back in the booth, and I moved on top of her. I was holding myself up so that I didn't put my full weight on her; no reason to crush the poor girl. Then she mentioned that she really hadn't had sex in a long time, and she really missed wrapping her legs around a guy and "doing this" which is when she wrapped her legs around me and started thrusting her hips toward mine doing some serious dry humping. She stopped after a few seconds of that because she didn't want to get the "other girls jealous." I told her again that we could solve that little problem later on in the night, and we were still on.

After that I went to the restroom, and she went to the back, and when I came back that's when several of my friends were there so I ended up sitting in a little bench seat in front of one of the booths. The ATF came back and sat with me again, and we talked about this and that. Again, she really seemed incredibly excited and willing to come over to my place later in the night. She ended up going on stage a few minutes after that, and when she came back she said that there were some customers that wanted her to dance for them. I told her to go ahead since I would be there for probably the rest of the night, and I wanted some time to talk to my friends about various things. This was around 10 PM.

I don't remember the exact time that my ATF came back, but it was probably before midnight sometime. After a few minutes of chatting, she wanted to do a few more dances. Again, pretty intense although she is a bit reserved in doing anything inside the club. I got a little HJ action, and she was rubbing/smacking my dick all over her breasts (skin on skin) but not much more than that. When we were done with that (another four dances), she asked me how much longer I was going to stay. I guess it was around 12:30, and I told her that we should leave now. I was definitely ready. She said she needed to make $100 more since she knew that her car was screwed up and needed to be looked at so she figured that she needed more money. After another few minutes, she asked me how many dances she had done for me. I told her eight, and I could see her calculating out how much money she had made so far. Then this final conversation occurred.

ATF: "So do you still want me to come over tonight?"

Me: "Of course. Whenever you're ready let's go."

ATF: "So are we going to do the same thing as last time?"

Me: "What do you mean by 'same thing'?"

ATF: "Last time I knew you wanted more." [By more, she meant CFS.]

Me: "Yes, of course. Isn't that what we were discussing earlier?"

ATF: "I don't think I can do that."

Me: "What do you mean?"

ATF: "I'm just not the type of person to jump into bed with someone. I mean, I've done it before, yes, but I just don't think I could do it right now."

By this point, my attitude completely changed. I was getting so pissed off, but I was trying to keep my temper under control. Tonight was the night. I had spent so much time building up in my mind what tonight was going to be.

Me: "I don't understand this."

ATF: "I'm sorry." [Pause] "So what are you thinking?"

I think for a few seconds.

Me: "Well, anything less would be disappointing. That's what I want, and that's what I thought you wanted, but if it's not going to happen, then I'm just going to leave now."

ATF: "Okay. Can we still see each other and talk?"

I just ignore that while I reach for my wallet to get the $80 I owe her.

Me: "I still don't understand what you want out of me."

ATF: "I want your friendship."

Me: "And I want sex...is that so fucking difficult to understand?" [Oops...temper out of control there.]

I hand her the money, and we both stand up. I give her a cursory hug, and she immediately bolted from the booth. She practically ran into the dressing room. In a way, I wish I knew what, if anything, had happened after she went back there, but I left as well.

I was so pissed off...at her and myself. I made the rookie mistake of going in with such high expectations that when it didn't happen I became very upset. I'm not sure what her game was. For all I know she was trying to hit me up for more money. I would have gladly discussed that if that were the case, but I would rather she tell me straight up what she wanted rather than screw me over like that (although maybe she did when she said she need $100 more to pay for any repairs to her car). The funny thing is that night I thought I had completely lost her, and I was mad at myself because of it. And seeing as how I only "do" dancers, I didn't have a Plan B.

Of course, never underestimate the power of money.

aggieed
03-14-2004, 04:11 PM
Saturday, February 28th - Monday, March 1st
On Saturday afternoon, I went in to the club to watch a basketball game. It had been a while since I've done dayshift at the club, and in a way, I wish I hadn't gone in. I found out that my dayshift ATF who I hadn't had a chance to see since Labor Day was pregnant and no longer working. I'm not sure if she's ever coming back to dance (in all likelihood she will since she's never had any other job), but I was absolutely devastated. In just a few days time I found out that I had lost BOTH of my ATFs. I was so ready to give up on strip clubs after that.

That Sunday night of the 29th, I was bored, and around midnight I hit the club to see what was going on. The ATF happened to be working, and she was talking with a busty blonde dancer who was already dressed back in her street clothes and heading home. I walked up to them, and the ATF saw me, smiled, grabbed my arm, and gave me a big hug. I heard her say, "Ed will take home." Whoa! Actually what she had happened was that this blonde dancer is her "girlfriend" that she spent the weekend with. Her car was at this girl's apartment, and this girl was already leaving for home while the ATF was going to work until closing time. I agreed to take the ATF to this girl's apartment to pick up her car. Sigh...relegated to taxi service I was.

I grabbed a booth in VIP, and the ATF came over so that we could talk. She acted as if nothing had happened the previous Monday night, and I decided to ignore the fact that it had happened as well. She danced for me one time before getting called on stage. As usual, after she did her rotation, there were several guys wanting dances, so I waited until closing time so that I could take her over to get her car. The funny thing is that about 15 minutes before 2 AM, the busty blonde walked back in. I guess she didn't trust something or me so she came back to tell the ATF that she was waiting outside in the parking lot. I bought one more dance from the ATF, and we made arrangements for the following night.

My Monday night started at a different club. Some friends and I have been searching for a dancer that had been fired from our club back in November (I'll let you guess what she was fired for). We heard that she was either at The Yellow Rose or Sugars, and I started my night at YR to see if she was there. Unfortunately she was not, so I left that club around 10:15 to head up to my club to see the ATF.

I arrived at my club sometime after 10:30. The ATF was on the back wall dancing for somebody so I waited until she was free to let her know I was there. She pretty much saw me as she was heading to the dressing room. She stopped off at my booth and sat on my lap. We immediately got into some LFK, and I started to massage her pussy when she jumped up and said she had to pee. Oops!

While she was back there, the DJ called her name to go up on stage. She came over to me, and I told her that she was next on stage. She said she hadn't heard the DJ say anything, but she ended up heading towards the main stage.

That's when the drama started.

For whatever reason that night, she didn't have a lock on her locker in the dressing room so she was carrying a purse for her money, which is not something she usually does. When she went onto the main stage she put the purse right behind the entrance to the stage. After she finished there, she moved to the second stage, but FORGOT her purse. She didn't realize it until she was moving from the second stage to the third stage. She made a mad dash back to the main stage to get her purse, and she found it, but all of the money she had made up to that point had been stolen. Upset, she went to the back and got dressed. She came over, and I was surprised to see her in her street clothes. I asked what happened, and she told me all of the above. She was very upset about it, but my main concern was that she was too upset to come over to my place, selfish bastard that I am and all.

I asked her, "So are you still coming over tonight?"

She says, "Do you want me to?"

"Of course, " was my reply.

She says that she needs to talk to the managers about it because she thinks she knows who stole her money...the dancer that came up to the main stage after her. She goes over to talk with the managers, and they confront the other dancer who denies taking any money, of course. The ATF is back sitting with me, and she really just wants to leave, but one of the managers told her to stay while he tried to find her money. In the meantime, I buy her a Corona.

We're talking about what happened, and we eventually talk about what's going to happen later in that night. She asks me if I could help her out by letting her "borrow or earn" some money. I ask her how much she wants, and she says $200. She says she'll make it worth it. I accept that offer (yeah, I know I said not to accept the initial offer, but in some cases, it just works in your favor).

After about another several minutes the manager comes up and says he found $5 on the main stage, and he gives it to her. He says that he doesn't want her to leave because he wants her to help him out...that she's one of his best dancers. Now it's my turn to get really upset (it was rather fitting that I was wearing my Hulk t-shirt that night). After he leaves, I start cussing like crazy. Here we were ready to go, and he's asking her to stay. This is almost midnight by the time this happens, and right before midnight a guy walks in that the ATF recognizes as one of her customers. She tells me that she's going to go ahead and get back dressed in her stripper clothes for him. She'll dance for him and only him, and we'll leave as soon as she's done with him.

After she heads back into the dressing room I move all of my stuff out of the booth and onto a table since I really didn't have any use of the booth anymore. I spend the next hour just checking out what else is available in the club. I see a couple of girls that I file away as possible future projects.

After about an hour, I've noticed that the ATF has still not danced for the guy that she had gone to go see. I didn't understand what was going on there, but around 1 AM, I saw her walk up and head back to the dressing room. When she comes out, she's back in her street clothes and ready to go. We were so painfully obvious about leaving together it was funny. She came up to me, I got up and we left the club together in plain view of the managers. Fuck 'em!! What was really funny was I opened the door outside, and there were two cops standing there. I said, "Oh, shit!" It was funny, and certainly not one of my most shining moments. That ATF goes to her car (a Mustang by the way...popular car among strippers?), and I go to my truck. She follows me home.

When we get her, I ask her what happened with that guy she was sitting with for an hour. I was wondering why she never did any dances for him. She told me that the guy was getting all emotional on her. He said that he wanted a relationship, and that it hurt him to see her working in there. Quite frankly, I'm surprised that she lasted an hour with him. I guess she thought that she would eventually get him to buy dances, but he didn't. She finally got fed up with him and left. So, so far all she had to show for the night was the $5.

Of course, think about it, guess who gets to take her home? LOL!

We enter my house, and she says she wants a drink. I have a bottle of Parrot Bay Rum and a bottle of Crown Royal, and she goes for the Parrot Bay stuff with coke. We go back to sit on my couch. Heh, seems I also forgot to mention what she was wearing as "street clothes." She was wearing a white sweater with a short skirt and black boots...very sexy, very sexy indeed. She's drinking her adult beverage as we're sitting on the couch just chatting. After a while she puts the drink down, and we start into some LFK, and then some DFK. One "new" thing about her is that she's put some jewelry in her mouth. All this time I've been telling people that she has no tattoos (still true) and no odd piercings. However, until recently she just didn't have any jewelry in her mouth although she's had her tongue pierced for several years. I find the kissing rather funny only because, as I mentioned earlier, a few months ago, she wouldn't even kiss me on the lips. LOL! My hand slides up her thigh, and I start to rub her pussy. She moves her hand down to my crotch and starts massaging me as well. She says, "Do you want me to remove these?" pointing to my pants. I let her undo my belt and help me out of my pants. She stands up and removes her skirt and sweater. Underneath she's wearing a black bra, which she goes ahead and removes, and a baby blue thong (not a dancer thong), which she removes as well. Not much seduction going on here. LOL! I'm sitting in the middle of the couch, and she gets on top of me kissing me, moving down to pull me out rubbing against her, etc. After a few moments of this, I stop her, pick her up, and lay her down on the couch. I want to have a little fun first.

So is this where I "Fade to Black"? LOL! Well, I guess I'm going to end up leaving out a few details after all.

She leaves around 4:30 AM, over three hours after we had initially arrived at my house. I paid her $200 for the time at my place and two bell rings...still no CFS, unfortunately (actually there was a bit that I left out in the "Fade to Black" sequence where she wanted $500 for CFS, an offer I declined...I'm going to have to work on bringing that price down...waaaay down). I'd say I'm doing all right, though. First session was $160 for two hours or $80 per hour and one bell ring, and the second session was $200 for three hours and two bell rings at $67 per hour. There is some progress here, folks. LOL! Adding CFS to the activity menu will create an interesting pricing structure though.

So that's it for now. I've not spoken to her since that night of the first of this month. I'm sure I'll try and set something up sometime after the first of April...depends on how much money I spend in San Antonio since I'm going to the Final Four. Another thing to consider, though, is that she told me to let her know when I was going to Houston again. She wants to work there, so I'm currently working through some scenarios where we could do this. Since I'm not working that whole week before the Final Four, I may just go ahead and schedule a trip to Houston and bring her with me. Of course, I give that about a 25% chance of happening. I'm doing my best not to have too high of expectations anymore when it comes to her.

Whew! Now THAT was long!

britfreak2
03-14-2004, 04:42 PM
Another weekend without my ATF. Real huge bummer to me. I haven't talked to her over a week and a half. I'm starting to miss her.

Friday night. It was an alright night. I just mostly just chilled with my buddies. We ran into someone that we really wish we didn't. It wasn't to busy. I got my normal greetings from everybody. Ordered my drink from my favorite bartender in the world. She is so awesome and complete hottie. We just kinda just chilled for awhile. Played some pool. Then, I got my dances from Miss A. I haven't seen her in two weeks. I got a few dances from her. She always gives me a few free ones just because she likes to dance for me. I don't mind. We got done and hung out some more with my buddies.

Then, Miss HH(Hungarian Hottie) showed up and started her rounds. I was bored so I got a few from her. She's hot on stage but her LD suck. She's cool. but her LD's suck.

Shortly after that I left. It kinda sucks without my ATF. Everybody just kinda says hi and then ignores me the rest of the night.

Saturday

Really bad night. I don't know what the problem is but everybody was in a pissy mood. Was it the fact that it was a very slow night. I don't know. I sat down and was just going to chill last night. Didn't happen. I was more or less everyones air vent.

Ok, it started be a slow night. No big deal. Then, I get my drink. The waitress said $3.50 but the ones after that are free. I was like what? $3.50 for a Coke. Soft drinks are complimentary over at that place. All you have to say is that your the DD. I was like wow. This never happend before. She's new so I cut her some slack. When I first saw her she reminded me of one of my old ATFs. Ok.

Chilled out some more. Miss HH stopped by for awhile. We chatted then she came back latter all pissed off. About a customer wanting her to touch her because some other dancer did it to him earlier that night. I heard her out. And told her to talk to one of the bouncers because that's their job. She was all worried about that she wouldn't be able to prove it. Then, I asked her who was the dancer that was doing all that extra crap. She wouldn't tell me but I got an idea. It wouldn't surprised me.

Then, Miss Hot Goth Chick showed up. I haven't seen her in awhile. So, I decided to get s few dances from her. She gives really good ones. Little did I know that I was gonna get ripped off. I only got 3 dances from her. Then, when i was done she said $50. I was like WTF. I literally said, "Are you shitting me." I swear it was only 3 songs. She had to of counted the short tracks dufing the stage change. Were still cool. So, I just rather than fighting I just paid her and when on my merry way. From that point on ever one I talked to was bitching about something. Then, I just had to get out over there.

I so I really wish I could of seen my ATF this weekend. She always makes my visit enjoyable. I mostly go just to see her anyway.

fishnet
03-14-2004, 04:43 PM
LMAO!!!! That was one looooong ass report AE. Thanks for posting it here. ;D Hope the details don't ruffle any feathers. ;)

Lilith
03-14-2004, 04:47 PM
I'm dying to know was a "bell ring" and "multiple bells" are. I couldn't find the definition on TBD.

FBR
03-14-2004, 04:59 PM
Lil, you need to go to ASPD for that

FBR

fishnet
03-14-2004, 05:00 PM
I'm dying to know was a "bell ring" and "multiple bells" are. I couldn't find the definition on TBD.


Are asking seriously? It's how many rounds they went or how many times he came. :P And I hardly qualify as a "raincoater." That's just what it would mean to me in normal "guy" talk. Correct me if I am wrong AE.

Moneywise
03-14-2004, 05:01 PM
Bell rung/Multiple bells is in the same ballpark as BBBJTC.

mr_punk
03-14-2004, 05:10 PM
bell rings = multiple rings = cups of coffee = msog (multiple shots on goal) = number of rounds = number of pops. simply stated, the number of times a guy comes.

Lilith
03-14-2004, 05:11 PM
Bell rung/Multiple bells is in the same ballpark as BBBJTC.


Gotcha. Some of these can be puzzled out (Greek, CIM), but I'd never heard of the "bell" thing.

Question: is ASPD the escort site? Because I was under the impression that it was a strip club site, but the only ASPD I could find was for escorts with nary a mention of SCs.

Lilith
03-14-2004, 05:14 PM
bell rings = multiple rings = cups of coffee = msog (multiple shots on goal) = number of rounds = number of pops. simply stated, the number of times a guy comes.


:boggled:

I am now mentally re-playing every incident where a customer asked me out for a cup of coffee after work.

mr_punk
03-14-2004, 06:20 PM
I was going to give up strip clubs for good (or at least for a couple of months) so that I could re-evaluate some priorities in my life. Strangely enough, two things happened that night that ended that mode of thinking. First was this new woman. Second was an offer I received to help moderate the Austin section of ASPD, which I later accepted. So much for giving up the "hobby". LOL! i know exactly how you feel ;D ;D.

"Ugh -- just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in!"- Al Pacino "The Godfather Part III".


By Dancer: "I usually get $250 for an hour or an hour and a half." [That seem to be the going rate for dancers around here for a BBBJ and CFS...the no BJ bothered me though, but she had a rocking body.$250? BBBJ not included? is she high? :o



I saw a guy sitting in one of the VIP booths behind me grab her in the middle of the club and pull her over to his booth. A few minutes later, I saw him walk up to one of the managers and shake his hand. I could easily see the "greasing of the palms" as money exchanged hands in that handshake. "Rat bastard," I thought. Talk about being just a bit obvious.rat bastard fuckoe is more like it. ;D



I don't really know what to make of that story. It sounds like a whole lot of bullshit, but why bother me about that kind of thing. She knows I'm not stupid. Sigh...needless to say, after the conversation was over, I went outside and knocked my head against the brick wall of my house a few times. That was a phone conversation I could have done without. Most of my ATFs in the past have been pretty straight shooters...what you see is what you get, but damn if this girl drives me nuts with some of the shit that comes out of her mouth.unfortunately, sometimes flakiness just comes with the territory. sometimes, i wonder why in the hell do i continue associate myself with these flakey women. 10 or so years ago, i wouldn't have even bothered to associate myself with these women. the answer usually comes to me in the middle of a ball collapsing BBBJNQNS. give that up? you'll have to pry her from my cold dying hands.

Lilith
03-14-2004, 06:26 PM
BBBJNQNS

Bare Back Blow Job, No Questions No Shit (Spit)? You people are worse than the Navy with your acronyms. I need a Raincoater's Dictionary just to decipher what you're saying.

doc-catfish
03-14-2004, 06:53 PM
Bare Back Blow Job, No Questions No Shit (Spit)? You people are worse than the Navy with your acronyms. I need a Raincoater's Dictionary just to decipher what you're saying.


http://utopiaguide.com/forums/t1593.html

http://www.bigdoggie.net/guides/glossary.shtml

http://www.angelfire.com/retro/glossary/

aggieed
03-14-2004, 07:49 PM
Question: is ASPD the escort site? Because I was under the impression that it was a strip club site, but the only ASPD I could find was for escorts with nary a mention of SCs.


ASPD is primarily an escort site, but some of the cities have individual Strip Club Review sections. Some of the areas of the board that were created in the beginning still don't have SC Review sections (if a city doesn't have an SC Section, then the guys in that community will sometimes use the Other Reviews section. For example, I have an old, old trip report for the Pink Pony on the Other Reviews-Atlanta board). Austin, for example, did not have one two years ago, but with a little help and a little begging we were able to get one for our section of the board. Most of the Strip Club activity you'll find on ASPD will be found in Houston and Dallas, of course.


$250? BBBJ not included? is she high?

I thought the same thing too when she said it, but a few paragraphs down I mention that negotiation was certainly possible. From what I recently heard she could be had for a whole lot less and for a whole lot longer than a couple of hours.


BBBJNQNS

Bare Back Blow Job, Non-Quitter, Non-Spitter...usually involves CIM and swallowing, of course.

NQBS would be Non-Quitter, But Spitter...self-explanatory.

The doc provides good glossary guides.

fishnet
03-14-2004, 08:42 PM
Thanks AE. I was challenged by those acronyms too. ::)

FBR
03-15-2004, 06:14 PM
After reading these recent posts, Im wondering why I have a FADE TO BLACK section LOL

Fish, youve read them, what do you think? LOL Should I just post the fuckers uncensored?

FBR

Happy_Camper
03-15-2004, 06:27 PM
...Should I just post the fuckers uncensored?

FBR


Damn, I cant believe the :censored: language around here. ;D

fishnet
03-15-2004, 06:34 PM
LOL...FBR, neither Chuck, Pryce or GF have edited AE's report. No problem there. I'd have to put it on you as to whether "Kiss and Tell" on a public board would violate a personal code of ethic, (Southern Gentleman and All) or if you were worried Miss D might see it and cut you off.

But then that's why names are changed.... to protect the innocent. LOL. ;) Your call bud!

BTW AE did Fade to Black for about 3 hours somewhere in there. :D

Lilith
03-15-2004, 09:37 PM
Should I just post the fuckers uncensored?


Post away, FatBoy. It's not like we're virgins.

fishnet
03-15-2004, 10:08 PM
Should I just post the fuckers uncensored?


Post away, FatBoy.


I know the Fatboy is only his Harley...somehow that sounds so harsh though. ::) LOL.

FBR
03-16-2004, 10:27 AM
Yeah I prefer FBR. A lot of people didnt get the Harley reference and thought I was weight challenged ::) Plus theres a WasFatboy that posts on the pink site.

For the moment at least, Im gonna keep FADE TO BLACK off the board. I have shared with several people including a couple of the ladies (at their request). Im hoping Kat has to buy new batteries for her "blue friend" 8) Sent a copy to Lil also. She'll probably yawn and say "Not impressed FBR...you can do better than that" :-\ Its nothing really we havent all read before at one time or another...just a little more risque than what is usually posted here. Plus as Fish mentioned...theres the kiss and tell factor. Im sure some of you think I tell too much already.

FBR

SportsWriter2
03-16-2004, 12:19 PM
FBR, I was impressed.... I keep my FTB sections off the board, but only because Bridgette and PW get very upset when dancers do too much for too little.

Lilith
03-16-2004, 04:06 PM
Sent a copy to Lil also. She'll probably yawn and say "Not impressed FBR...you can do better than that"

You malign me.

Sexcellent erotica right there, FBR. Ed and Punk have their work cut out for them.

FBR
03-16-2004, 04:51 PM
Lil, I would never malign you intentionally...I dont even know what that word means...Im a moron :dunce:

I am a little disappointed though. After reading FADE TO BLACK I expected a PM from you professing your undying lust. Damn, guess I need to spice things up even more ;D

Your devoted servant,

FBR

Lilith
03-16-2004, 05:30 PM
LOL! I'm a bit busy. I'll be headed out of town in the morning and I have tons to do yet.

Moneywise
03-16-2004, 11:32 PM
I stopped by tonight around 9pm. She was on stage and immediately took notice by giving me a big wonderful smile and wave. ;D I took up residence at my usual spot at the bar. Tonight was a bit different than any other night. I was determined to get zero LDs. I entered the club w/ just ½$ in my pocket.

The usual suspects were in the house. My favorite bartender had my favorite drink waiting within a few minutes of sitting down and my favorite manager was working tonight. He and I conversed for a few until my ATF found her way to me. We immediately began talking about what has been going on with each of us since we last saw each other. I took the subliminal opportunity to let her know my cell phone hadn’t been buzzing lately. She grinned and playfully hit me in the chest. ??? There seemed to have been lots of "hand to my chest" action as we sat at the bar tonight. I do workout and have a pretty stocky chest so I don't mind her touching there at all. ::)

We sat and talked for about 15 minutes after which I leaned over and told her that I wasn’t buying any LDs tonight. I also told her that if she saw an opportunity to make money don’t hesitate to leave me and handle her business because I was only there for a drink or two. She looked around seeming to survey the club and then stated “ I don’t know anyone in here so I think I will stay right where I am”. I purchased her a couple of drinks as we continued talking. We talked about everything from one of my dating experienced when I was 20 yrs old to her favorite color to what color she would love to see me in. etc etc (boring details *grin*)

The club was pretty packed and here we are just laughing and having a good time. We got pretty close right there at the bar. Our legs were intertwined and she was stroking the back of one of my calves with her foot. (sigh..lol)

I then told her that I really wanted to hear from her and didn’t care if she called me at 3am. I would wake up to talk to her (mush). This drew a grin and a sign of acknowledgement. I must have sat there at the bar with her for two hours after having told her I was not buying LDs tonight. The talk was ongoing so I figured it would be best to exit stage left around 11pm. As I got up to leave she gave me a gigantic hug and sent me on my way.

If she doesn’t call my next visit will be much of the same. We’ll see how things go from here. We enjoyed lovely conversation, a few laughs, a couple of drinks, and I left just $40 lighter in the pocket. :P

britfreak2
03-17-2004, 05:24 PM
Last night was fun. I walked in with $75 and only walked out of there with a dollar. I didn't care. It all went to my ATF who I've haven't seen in 2 weeks. She sure was glad to see me last night. It was a boring night she thank god that I showed up or else she would be doing her homework between getting up on stage.

I asked her how her trip was last weekend. She gave me a really strange look like I had no idea what she was talking about. I soon found out that was a bad excuse for her that one of her friends told me about her not working all weekend. Then, she told me what really happen. I guess last Thursday she was having a drink. And she went to take a sip from her bottle and someone bumped her elbow and end up chipping her tooth. I didn't notice it until she showed me. It wasn't that bad.

Shortly after her second time on stage. I got my dances from her. Of course, leaving me with nothing. I usually get only get a few. But, we desided to meke it even 4. Shortly after that I left. It was a really bad night and she was the only one that I enjoyed working last night. I would of stayed longer if she didn't take all my money. At least we have Sunday all afternoon together alone. (It's about time)