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doc-catfish
05-19-2004, 09:38 AM
Went to the club last night and typed up the TR this morning while it was fresh in my memory. Got a little long winded (and some here might find it boring), so I only posted the condensed version below. Anyone wanting to read the full version can click here instead (http://www.angelfire.com/la2/bsn2002/TR_05182004.html).
Tuesday, 5/18/2004
Well, seven weeks had passed since the big trip upstate, so it was time for another trip to the local nudie bar. Everything since the Oklahoma excursion had gone really well, so I figured that I was due a shitty one before too long.
When I got there was I ever in for a surprise. Apparently the clubs had found some way to loophole or grandfather their way out of some provisions of a recently enacted ordinance. Dancers had to wear pasties (latex) but there was now full nudity on the side of the club that had previously been topless only. Change for the better I guess. No complaints here if I can see the cooch.
:o
A new gal walks up to me just after I sat down and asks if I’d like a dance. Pretty gal. I tell her that I’ve just arrived and to check back with me later. About 30 minutes later, Miss S walks up from behind me doing her tip walk for her set on the stage behind me, (why I should have to tip her for that, I don’t know), but I hadn’t seen her in five months and wanted to make some face contact. I turned around and said hi to her. She just took the dollar, gave me a nonchalant “thank you” and walked off to the next table! Maybe she didn’t quite make face recognition with me. Precisely why dancers should not approach customers from behind!
That should have been a warning sign that the SC Gods were not going to be doing my bidding this evening. But as of late, patience has been the better part of valor, so like an idiot, I stuck it out.
Another gal, a blonde (lets call her KY) has danced for me before and had gotten me out of a sour mood one night last year after Miss S and another dancer stood me up. She has an excellent body on her, although I know from her telling me that her front end had been upgraded. I decide to sit up front for the stage show. The place was getting crowded and I thought that I’d better pop the question for dances before someone beat me to it. I tipped her on stage twice and asked her. She said yes, and when she came over during her tip walk, she said that she’d be right back after she finished. I figured that everything was good and began to get the bankroll ready. Not so fast Hopalong.
Fifteen minutes pass, no KY...
then thirty, still no show...
then an hour, by which time I was beginning to wonder if I had been forgotten. Why in the hell would a dancer do shit like this?
Finally, Miss S hit the stage in front of me, and that’s when the big drama of the evening unfolded. Some drunken patron sitting at the main stage and takes off his shirt during her first song, then throws it at her. She threw it back to him. He threw it back at her. She threw it back to him again. Evntually, she thows the shirt to a bouncer and tells him to evict him from the premises. Next thing I know, the bouncer pushes the guy to the floor and everyone is gathered around them in a circle cheering on the fight. After about 30 seconds they toss him out.
Later, when I’m on the way out, Miss S catches my eye. “You’re leaving?” she says, “You haven’t gotten a lap dance from me tonight.” Oh, so NOW you recognize who I am. I haven't gotten a dance because you haven't asked silly.
Dropped less $$ than I would have liked to (eek..did I say that?), but that’s fine. I’ll have a few more bucks to drop down in Texas this summer.
All this stripper analysis is making me a very finicky SC consumer I’m afraid. Thanks a lot fellas.
:snooty:
Richard_Head
05-20-2004, 09:13 PM
I went to a friend's house to watch the Twolves finish off the King's last night, on my way home I was passing by one of my favorite SC's and thought what the hell and decided to make a stop. It was probably about 9:30pm, I found a spot, scanned the room for some faves, only saw one and thought it looked like it would be a quick trip, I got a couple of dances from her to get things started, I'll call her Ms K, she's an absolutely gorgeous asian girl, her eyes just melt me, and what a bod. Anyways, around 10:00pm the girls just started streaming in, hmmm, it might not be such a quick trip afterall, there was Ms B, and Ms L, and Ms V, and Ms D, and Ms _, hell you get the point, damn I'm a PL. This is the club I've been going to the longest, it's less than 5 minutes from my house, I know a lot of the girls here and they treat me well. It really is nice being a regular sometimes, no waiting for me tonight, the only problem, too many girls not enough money, I had to employ a delicate balancing act with my money on this visit. Next up came Ms. B, she just might be the hottest looking girl working at this club (and this club has the best looking girls in town IMO so that should tell you something), I had run into her on my way to the men's room earlier and she told me she would stop by when she got a chance, sure enough she stopped right by, she told me she loves when I stop by because she knows me and trusts me (is that a good thing?), again just like Ms K, she's has got killer eyes, an absolutely gorgeous face, and a nice toned tanned body, WOW ;D. After she left, Ms D stopped by to chat for a bit, Ms D is a beautiful black lady, she's as good on the stage as anyone I've ever seen, she had promised someone else a dance and told me she just wanted to stop by and say "Hi" before she danced for that PL, that was very nice of her (although I'm sure there were other motives involved). At that point I tipped a few others at the stage including Ms V, she's Canandian, dirty blonde hair, about 5'7", very firm bod, she usually hooks me up with VIP passes to the club so I always spend some time with her, she stopped by immediately after her stage set and gave me some very nice dances. Ms D stopped back next (ahaa, there was a motive for that chat earlier), LOL she also gave some very nice dances. Life is good! It was getting late at this point and I had to get up early, but as a true SCJ that wasn't going to stop me. Ms L stopped by next, another asian girl with a killer trimmed toned bod, she gave probably the best dances of the night, very sensuous, very handsy ;D. LOL, you've gotta love $10 dances, I spend maybe $200, had a great time, and was now ready to tackle the rest of the work week. This will probably be my last SC visit before I head to Vegas (June 11-13. that's 22 days away, not that I'm counting), and I think it was a good trip to start my break on (LOL, what a SCJ, 22 days is a long break for me).
afxturnip
05-20-2004, 09:35 PM
22 days!
Heh, I haven't been able to last 22 days for the whole year.
13 is the current record.
-PL, I mean, afx
doc-catfish
05-21-2004, 10:30 AM
(June 11-13. that's 22 days away, not that I'm counting), and I think it was a good trip to start my break on (LOL, what a SCJ, 22 days is a long break for me).
22 days!
Heh, I haven't been able to last 22 days for the whole year.
13 is the current record.
-PL, I mean, afx
Fellas, fellas, show some willpower!
Well, seven weeks had passed since the big trip upstate
Try going 48 days (and I've done longer), although if I had gals like Bridgette or Lilac dancing in my backyard I'm not sure that I could pull that off. Hard enough getting past that image of Miss S wiggling her coochie in my face as it is.
:o
Now I gotta go at least another seven weeks. Wish me luck.
:crossfingers:
Lurker_001
05-22-2004, 11:29 AM
Made another trip out to my favorite bar friday in the midst of a storm.The drive took a bit longer than usual and i arrived there around 7:45pm.I decided to sit in my car until eight watch the storm and listen to a pattie smith interview on the radio.
Another car pulls up next to me and i glanced over to see a girl driver."Must be a dancer" i thought...I sat there for a while then it started to rain heavy so i went in.The girl gets out of her car at the same time and it's miss S.She kinda looked at me as she was going in,i dont know,with a wierd look...i hope i didn't scare her,lol.Our club relationship is drifting apart.Miss S and i hardly talk or dance anymore :(
I had a beer and sat off in the pool room area watching some people play.Second shift started a bit later then normal.I headed off upstairs to the main stage after missing the stage line up.There's this cute blonde dancing and she didn't look at all familiar.I went up to tip her.She came over and sat on the rail,smiled and said "hello"...I was floored...it was miss C,whoa.I didn't recognize her at all until she smiled and said hello...
It's only been a week since i saw her last but she changed...alot.Besides what looked like a few extra pounds i don't know if it was her outfit,hair style or makeup but i totally missed her,lol.
She asked if i would like some VIP dances and i said yes.We ended up doing ten and i tipped her fifty percent,something i've been negleting to do.heh,i had her doing the nude club routine instead of her normal bump and grind.Dancing between my legs and posing in positions over me as i sat on the couch.It was alot of fun.Miss C and i are too much alike i think.We're both quiet so basically the only time we spend together is in the VIP area.
I wanted to spend more time at the main stage learning the girls names and their routines.Heading off back up stairs i see miss M talking with a guy.He's a bouncer so i take the oportunity to spend some time with her.The place is really slow tonight with the storm so she is free.We go to the bar and talk a while,mostly about her photos on the old club website,lol...I asked if she had any children and she does,one.I then asked if she was married and she let out a loud "HELL NO!".The other dancers looked over with a "what the hell did he just ask" look on their faces,lol..Miss M goes on next and asked if i wanted any dances after and we did.
Another dancer that goes by the name of miss S has caught my eye in the past.She's a older blonde lady with nice tits.We danced three songs.She was really passionate and i had alot of fun getting :boobies: in the face,lol...
Other then that i had some dances from miss ?,i cant remember her name,lol.I guess we can call her miss A.A for Amazon..big girl but with a nice body.
Tune in next week kids for more adventures.Same junkie time.Same junkie channel...
Had an OK visit to the club this afternoon. It was unplanned but spontenaity (sic) is fun ;D
Miss D was working which was good. I saw her on stage as I entered so I went directly up there with a Jackson in my hand. I got a huge facial tittie massage LOL She said " I'll be right over".
My favorite table was empty so I made a beeline for it. My waitress had already spotted me and had my and Miss D's favorite adult beverages already in hand. She sat down for a minute to chit chat. Seems her dad is having some serious health problems...that sucks. All I could do is sympathize...its hard to say the right thing.
Miss D came right over after her set. We hugged and kicked back to talk about what has beein going on. She just got back from an out of town biz trip. Of course, I knew she had gone but hadnt talked to her to get the details. Remember the TR where I talked about her last out of town trip? That was the one where her travelling companion got all fucked up and was trying to suck face with just about every guy she met. All the while, leaving a dedicated man at home awaiting her return LOL Miss D kept her out of trouble on that trip for the most part or so she claims.
Anyways, the same chick went this time. Short version, her friend spent a good part of her time in the hotel room of a guy she met at the conference LOL Miss D was irritated at being abandoned LOL
OK, just to stop you from thinking I am a total putz, I know theres a good chance that Miss D was partying with guys just as hard as her travelling companion despite was she told me. Of course shes not going to tell me if she was doing the dirty with some guy she just met :-\ Truthfully,Id just as soon not know anyways.
Miss D had to go on stage so after I tipped her I took the opportunity to go potty. When I returned to my table lo and behold #2 son was sitting there LOL I had kind of snuck away from work and he figured I had hit the club LOL He already had a beer and a shot in front of him (on my tab or course ;)) but that was OK. I gave him a hug and sat down to shoot the shit with him. I enjoy partying with him...we have a very special relationship.
Miss D came back and we three sat around talking about this and that. My kid has always said he cant stand Miss D (and she says the same about him) but youd never know from the back and forth. It was a little wierd but I understand the dynamics. 8 years difference in age is a lot closer than 30 years. Im mulling this over thinking well maybe its time to make a graceful exit when my cell rings. It was my big customer and they had a major problem and needed my assistance. I hate after hours problems but maybe this was a blessing in disguise. I signalled my waitress and closed my tab. Miss D gave me a hug and I said "I'll call you" and rolled out. I headed straight over to my customers location to see what was up. Fortunately, Id only had a few beers so I was fine. I wasnt able to solve their problem but I made a couple phone calls and set the stage for taking care of things in the morning.
Right now, Im feeling a little RIL and hating myself for it. I know better. My kid, who is a professed stripper hater, had Miss D eating out of his hand, while Dad, who is footing the bill is sitting there like a dork LOL I dont hold it against the kid. He was just being himself. But Miss D should understand the nuances better. Dont shit in Ft Knox.
The DJ/dancer from the other club emailed me yesterday talking about lunch etc...emphasis on etc ::) I hadnt really viewed her as a serious opportunity but maybe I should rethink that. I believe shes doable with a little coaxing. OTOH Miss D wants to get together next week (shes on her period now) as well which is hard to turn down. Im sitting here balancing the two and Im not sure which will come out ahead. Im feeling pissy towards Miss D but I realize its most likely the alcohol combined with a bad day workwise. Tomorrow will probably be better.
Sorry to vent. Things today turned out a bit different than I expected.
FBR
Moneywise
05-26-2004, 12:09 AM
Monday Night:
I had already called ahead as I often do. I knew she was working and it made my blood flow a little faster. Upon my arrival the door guy acknowledged me with a “wassup pimp?” lol I tipped him five for the laugh.
I scanned the club looking for the fave. She happened to be going up to the stage next. As I approached the bar one of my fave bartenders points to the Grey Goose bottle. I nod and she begins to make my favorite drink. I paid for the drink and made sure I had at least twenty ones. Off to the stage I go as the fave begins her routine. She acknowledged my presence with a nice smile. She probably was seeing dollar signs. I digress. I dropped about ten ones during the first part of her routine and got things started. Three guys immediately hit the stage as the 2nd some came on. I got up and settled back in at the bar.
She strolls out from the dressing room a few minutes after her stage is over. We hugged and she whispers in my ear “Is it ok if I go say hi to this guy? He was here before you came in and wanted to talk to me.” I respond “Sure. Handle your business.” I guess I made her feel guilty (SS) because the next thing out of her mouth was “You know you’re my #1”..lol ::) All I could think about was SCJ and the definition of SS. She hadn’t really laid any on me until tonight. I decided to play the attention game. Sure, it was a little spiteful of me but I don’t go to the club to sit and wait around. I spend rather well. 15 minutes pass. I get up and start a conversation with the manager at the opposite end of the bar. Five minutes later she is at my side. I continue the conversation which I guess got under her skin a bit. “I’ll let you goys have your conversation” she says while walking away. A few minutes later Ms. M was on stage. Ms. M is certifiably drop dead gorgeous. She is the one I mentioned awhile ago that beautiful and “knows it”. Well, I was going to feed her ego a little tonight. The ones flowed as she spends a majority of her stage time in front of me during her first song. ;D She leans over and I whisper in her ear “I’ll come get you for a LD later”. She acknowledges. Meanwhile I catch my fave peeking around a corner at me. Don’t peek. ::) If you want it you’ve got it but I don’t have time to be waiting all night (my thoughts). My actions did not go unnoticed. Not even ten minutes after I left the stage two ladies strolled up and tossed some SS in my ears. No thanks.
It was time for my fave to hit the stage again. I went into the LD area alone and chilled out for a bit while she danced on stage. After wards I made my way back to the bar and had two more drinks. I purposely took up residence at the bar two seats away from the guy that “was there first”. (I’m so evil) She emerges from the dressing room and makes a B line to me. “Why didn’t you come to the stage” she asks. “I was in the back” I responded without offering up any more details. I’m done playing games and do want to spend some on her. I hand her a Benjamin. (she’s used to me counting out five twenties) “What’s this for?” she asks. “It’s because I think you’re cute” I respond while giggling. “Ok” she says while pretending to tuck it away..lol
She knew what it was for. As we entered the VIP I told her I was going to play a little game with her tonight. I would have a roll of tens at my disposal and would be pressing the envelope. If she wanted the tens she would play along. I spent an extra $40 on one LD. :o I probably didn’t have to but pressing the envelope a bit further than the mileage I normally receive was a bit entertaining to say the least. After that LD she’s seated on one of my legs and I have my hand rubbing the small of her back. I slowly move it down until my middle finger is massaging the crack of her ass just inside the g string. Out of the blue she begins talking about “us” and how she really likes me. She doesn’t want a man in her life right now after having just gotten rid of her BF but finds herself thinking about me a lot (SS?) ::)Whenever she needs someone to talk to she always comes dangerously close to dialing my number (more SS?) but doesn’t want to burden me with her issues. Ok. I’ll play along. I simply told her that I wasn’t looking to push anything and told her not to call me ever. (reverse psychology) This prompted a good laugh from her. The first part of that statement is the straight truth. I don’t even know if I want any sort of relationship with her. While we’re taking a song comes on that refers to pussy as “the cookie”. She asks me (with her most innocent of faces) “MW, What’s he talking about? Cookie?” After explaining to her what a cookie was she laughed pretty hard.
Halfway through our VIP stay she develops the desire to hit the restroom. While she’s away I spot Ms. M sitting out in the general LD area alone. This was probably not a good move but you know what. It’s my money. :-\ I strolled over and started chatting up Ms. M. My fave returns and motions for me. After wrapping up the conversation with Ms. M a minute or so later I return to the VIP room.
In the past week she has gone and enrolled herself in school. She will begin in the fall and go for 9 months after which she’ll receive a certificate. She told me this with a proud tone in her voice. I hugged her and told her just how proud of her I was at that very moment. “I’m trying to get my life together” she responds. I really am proud of her. I have talked to her about school off and on during visits for the past few months. Something happened within her family life that caused her to “see the light” persay. She looked to me for advice on that issue as well. “That’ll be $20 maaam” I said jokingly. The mood was very lighthearted and full of genuine feelings. She spoke of how well I treat her and how “the other girls have noticed and commented on you too”. That’s all cool and everything. While she’s talking I am thinking about the cookie and how beautiful it is. I change the gears of the subject while rubbing her toes. “Are they edible?” I ask as I run my finger over her toes. This drawn a smirk. Somehow we got on a conversation about positions (totally my fault). “Have you ever had your toes tasted while in a nice missionary?” I ask. “Not particularly” she responds. The embarrassment is written all over her face. The sex talk lasts a few minutes and then she changes gears back. I could sense her getting a little uncomfortable. She tells me about her outfit she wore to work today and how it was sooo cute. I simply responded by telling her I wouldn’t mind seeing more of her outfits away from this environment.
It’s about 15 minutes until closing and I am eager to leave. I don’t typically like closing SCs down. She insists that I stay. I mean she would not take no for an answer. She was dead set on me seeing the outfit she wore to work. I stayed and revisited the bar. On come the lights. They have already locked the front door.
My favorite manager strolls up and says “Where have you been? I thought you left.”
“I was hiding *grin*” I replied. ;D
A major cleaning effort is underway and I am the only non-employee (affectionately referred to by some as PL) left in the club. A few minutes later she strolls out of the dressing room looking killer. Damn. I had to give her props on the outfit as well as what filled. She appeared to genuinely appreciate the compliment. “We’ll have to go out of the side door” she says. She leads. I follow. Outside she gives me a gigantic hug and says goodbye. The parking lot is empty with my Truck being the only vehicle not parked against the building. I retire to the truck and she goes back in to converse with the manager.
All in all it was a most interesting and fun night.
MW
SportsWriter2
05-27-2004, 02:20 PM
FBR, Miss D is just trying to make you want it more.
Quick TR: I had a pretty dancer dress like a classy librarian. No make-up whatsoever. I took her to two clubs to look around. No PDA's inside, not even touching.
The next time I hit these clubs alone, everyone wanted to know who she was. "She looked 30 but she's BEAUTIFUL. Is she your real girlfriend?" "Does she work for you?" I just smiled and said "no comment." Every once in a while, you need to do something different for a Fun Rep.
Moneywise
05-27-2004, 05:25 PM
She blew up my cell with a grand total of 8 calls today.
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I now have her new cell phone number. I recalled it to confirm and did indeed receive a message stating: Hello this is "fave". Leave a message.
There are a whole lot of dirty details in between which I will divulge later.
Richard_Head
05-27-2004, 05:46 PM
(June 11-13. that's 22 days away, not that I'm counting), and I think it was a good trip to start my break on (LOL, what a SCJ, 22 days is a long break for me).
22 days!
Heh, I haven't been able to last 22 days for the whole year.
13 is the current record.
-PL, I mean, afx
Fellas, fellas, show some willpower!
LOL, easier said than done :frown:.
She blew up my cell with a grand total of 8 calls today.
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I now have her new cell phone number. I recalled it to confirm and did indeed receive a message stating: Hello this is "fave". Leave a message.
There are a whole lot of dirty details in between which I will divulge later.
Dirty details :o. LOL, I can't wait ;D.
fishnet
05-27-2004, 06:20 PM
That makes 2 of us RH!!! :D
Im spending more and more of my TR time setting up privates. What is wrong with me??
FBR
Moneywise
05-28-2004, 02:31 AM
This is sort of a two part PR(phone report)/TR.
Pt 1:
So I am enjoying a typical day off. This includes a little lunch with a lovely lady (co-worker) that I have been kinda impromptu dating whenever we feel like having lunch etc etc. Then I am off to the mall to do a little shopping.
During lunch my phone rings. (unknown number) I typically don’t answer unknown numbers but something made me answer.
Me: Hey. This is MW.
“Heeyy MW. It’s fave.”
Me: Uhhh hello
“MW It’s fave”
Me: Helloo
<Click> I hangup. MY lunch date asks who it was. “I don’t know. There was nothing but silence on the phone.”
;D ;D ;D
As I go to tuck my phone back in my pocket I turn it on vibrate only. The damned thing vibrates three more times. I hurry to finish lunch and drop my date back off at work. I’ll admit. I was anticipating another call back. She had left a voice mail stating “This is fave. Call me back at xxx-xxxx. It’s really important. Thanks. Bye.”
HMMM ::)
My mind is working overtime. There must be something wrong. However, this is good because she has given me a number. I call her back and find that she has wrecked her car yet again. DAMN. She needs a rental car to get through the Memorial Day weekend and I guess I have sucker taped to my forehead. “Could you call around and check some rates for me?” “Sure.” We make some more small talk and I hang up. I actually did call a rental agency but asked how once can help someone out without putting their name out there (IE using my freaking Visa card). Renting a car can only be done with a major credit card. I’m not about to rent in my name and let her drive a car I am ultimately responsible for. She’s a bit too unstable for that. However, the PL in me wanted to help in some way, shape, or form.
I ponder for a few minutes. My phone rings three more times. I let the voice mail get it while I ponder my angle of approach. Ahh fuck it. I’ll just lie. I call her and tell her they need someone with a major credit card which I don’t have. “You don’t even have a check card?” “No. I only carry a teller card and purposely stay away from any credit cards.” :)
I am not a good liar but I was lying my @$$ off and doing it well. Well, I hear her in the background pondering with her friend. She’s hanging at the beach with another dancer and three kids. “Well, I will call you later.” “Sure..ok.. bye”
At that point I thought about just turning my phone off. ::) So I venture to the store and do some shopping. I’m in the car on my way back to the apartment when my phone rings again.
“Remember you said if I ever needed help you would help out?”
Me: (DAMN) Yes. I remember. :-[
“Well, I called a rental agency and my mother is going to use her card. It will cost $176 to rent the card for the weekend. Could you pay for it”?
Me: Sure.
“Where are you?”
Me: I’m about 15 minutes away from the beach. Meet me (describing a well known shopping center).
“Ok.”
I pull up next to her dancer friend’s luxury SUV. I have never seen her friend w/o makeup. Damn. She looks hot with or without. It doesn’t matter. I roll down the window and motion for her to hop in. Meanwhile I make a little small talk with Ms. A. Gawd she’s hot hot hot.
“I really appreciate you doing this for me.”
Me: (smiling because I am truly glad to see her) Just don’t get the impression that I am an ATM. When I said I was willing to help out I was referring more to becoming involved in your life not just tossing you some money whenever the next fire erupts.
“I know. I’m so sorry. I’ll make it up to you. I promise.”
Her children are in the SUV next to me. The windows are dark tinted on both vehicles. They’ve never seen me before and to be totally honest I wanted to see what they looked like. I refrained though. Meanwhile.. My hand is resting on her thigh while she’s telling me about how bad her day was. She had gotten burned in the sun and asked if I had any lotion. “I am always prepared” I say as I reach in my briefcase on the back seat and pull out a little bottle of lotion.
She’s holding a phone. It’s her new phone. While we’re chatting Ms. A motions for me to roll the window down and tells my fave to check her pictures. Oh..they both have camera phones. How cute. I tell her that she will have to reciprocate that money in some way, shape, or form. She smirks and gives me a great big hug. We exchange goodbyes and I drive off.
Pt 2:
It’s 2:15am. The club closes at 3. I stroll in and sit right down at the bar assuming there would be no cover charge for stragglers like me that show up 30 minutes before closing time. My favorite manager is seated in my favorite spot at the bar just sloshed all to hell. I have NEVER seen him like this before. Now I know what people mean when they talk about how funny it is to experience a drunk when you’re straight sober. My favorite drink was in front of me no sooner than I sat down. I’m sitting with fave manager and he is just talking another whole language. Everything is slurred. I am getting such a kick out of this. There’s a whole lot more involved in this bar scene that I have become privy to just simply because of my regular status. I won’t go into that though.
My fave walks out of the dressing room looking cute dressed in street clothes looking very surprised to see me sitting at the bar. We chit chat for awhile. She hadn’t made much money tonight and wasn’t in a good mood. The accident was weighing heavily on her mind. She had just gotten her car back out of the shop after the last accident she had a couple of months ago. I’m talking all this inspirational light at the end of the tunnel bullcrap which she does not want to hear. It’s in my nature to be silly and my silliness was right on time tonight. Within 5 minutes I had her smiling.
“Since I have a phone I can call you now.” She says with a lovely grin.
Me: right right. I say as she playfully twirls her hair and rubs her foot against the back of my calf.
“Come walk me to my car.” :P
At this time she hands me the rental car keys and we stroll out together just before closing. At the car while she’s leaned up against the driver door I get a little closer and tell her to keep her head up. We snuggle a bit and I usher her into the car. We talked for a good ten minutes before I let her go.
Damn. This girl has so much potential but can’t stop tripping over her own feet. My hunger for the cookie is even stronger. I’m pretty close to saying screw the conscience.
So I now have her phone number and was told to call her, although I did say I wouldn’t be blowing her phone up the way she blew mine up today. This comment drew a smile from her. Any other time she would have laughed but she just was not in a good mood after having had a really bad day.
MW
Katrine
05-28-2004, 09:48 AM
I'm sorry MW, you seem like an honorable, genteel man...
That stripper can make $176 in 30 minutes.......easily!!!
Grrrrrrrr, its makes me angry when dancers do that, part of the reason why men end up having so much animosity towards us....
Its one thing if she did not have a CC. Its another to ask you to give her the cash for nothing....
Baby, you're being played!!!!!
Meow!
Moneywise
05-28-2004, 10:23 AM
Kat,
While I am not in any way, shape, or form, making excuses she did rent a car. Do I really know whether or not she was in an accident? No. Do I trust her. uhmmm not really. Do I have my own agenda as well? Yes.
Will I open my pocket again for her if needed? I really can't answer that one. :-[
The one thing I am positive of is that giving her that $176 felt a lot harder than giving her that $$ I gave her after lunch a month or so ago. The next time she asks she'll probably get the third degree from me.
I have a caring side that I am finding to be a serious weakness in the SC environment. ??? I have traditionally guarded myself against being taken advantage of. When I feel that time has come I will guard against any further incidents.
Thanks to people such as your lovely self I don't get too caught up in it. ;)
MW
Chili Palmer
05-28-2004, 11:45 AM
Second, you realize her comment about the car repairs was your hint to offer to pay for them, don't you?
Close enough, don't you think? Kind of you to post the follow up, even though you could have prolly assumed you'd get grief over it. That shows me you're a stand up guy--don' t be a doormat.
CP
Katrine
05-28-2004, 01:09 PM
Oh, I don't doubt she was in an accident, that happens....
Incidentally, my insurance gives me a daily stipend for a rental car in case of accidents or repairs...
Ok, maybe she did not want to report this to her insurance..granted, that is fine...
If she didn't have a credit card and asked you to book the rental on your CC but would pay you back the cash, that is fine too.....
Hounding you like a starving wolf for $176 she could have made by coming into work 1 freakin hour early...not fine!!!
Granted, I've let men help me out financially too in tough times. But I called them something else: either BOYFRIEND or DADDY......not ATM!!!
Good luck, none us know the whole story...I do hope you get the cookie, and when you do, hit that shit HARD!!!!
Meow!!
Moneywise
05-28-2004, 02:19 PM
Second, you realize her comment about the car repairs was your hint to offer to pay for them, don't you?
Close enough, don't you think? Kind of you to post the follow up, even though you could have prolly assumed you'd get grief over it. That shows me you're a stand up guy--don' t be a doormat.
CP
You called it. Yes. I knew I would get grief but posting every good thing that goes on would be boring. We all have a tendency to keep each other in check. Even ol FBR gets his share of hard commentary on occasion. Had I not found this board I would probably have ended up a lot more caught up in it than I am right now.
Oh, I don't doubt she was in an accident, that happens....
suspended license
Incidentally, my insurance gives me a daily stipend for a rental car in case of accidents or repairs...
see above
Ok, maybe she did not want to report this to her insurance..granted, that is fine...
During this accident when they ran her license they found it to be suspended from a ticket she forgot to pay awhile ago in another part of the state. So, this would feed into your assumptions quite well.
If she didn't have a credit card and asked you to book the rental on your CC but would pay you back the cash, that is fine too.....
During the initial conversation I basically said I would help out if need be. I'm sure that's the floodgate she was looking for. She never offered to pay it back and I really am not looking to have it back. I already told her she will reciprocate in some way, shape, or form. I'm going to hold her to that. :)
Hounding you like a starving wolf for $176 she could have made by coming into work 1 freakin hour early...not fine!!!
true dat.
Granted, I've let men help me out financially too in tough times. But I called them something else: either BOYFRIEND or DADDY......not ATM!!!
I would hope she doesn't call me that. I was just making it clear during the exchange that I was not in it to be her ATM. Perhaps she has referred to me as such before. As long as I don't hear it all is good. BTW, I'm not sure I want to be called BF. ;)
ood luck, none us know the whole story...I do hope you get the cookie, and when you do, hit that shit HARD!!!!
True. There's more to the story. Mostly drama that I don't feel like putting out on the board. Nevertheless,you get the gist of it all when I write these TRs.
Trust me. The hitting will be long, hard, and unscrupulous. ;D
Meow!!
Woof!
MW
The old joke about a devil perched on one shoulder and an angel perched on the other, both whispering in your ear. I think that describes MW's plight. Good Guy MW is a geniunely caring and affection dude who's usually willing to help out even if hes suspicious of the story being told. Evil MW thinks Good Guy is a chump, constantly berating him, saying "Hey, you can help this stripper all you want but if it doesnt result in some cookie, you need your ass kicked". Trying to listen to two different voices at the same time would drive most people nuts.
It will be interesting to see how the story plays out. I believe MW, by nature, would prefer to listen to Good Guy and ignore Evil MW. Its a lot more enjoyable to receive a gift freely given than one which has been coerced. On the other hand, I think in the back of his mind hes slowing coming to the realization that Evil MW's approach may be the only one that will work. Time will tell.
FBR
Richard_Head
05-28-2004, 04:27 PM
My 2 cents, MW if you want the cookie, you need to start pushing for the cookie, she is apparently in no hurry to give it out to you so you need to start pressing the issue. There's no point letting this drag out much further, the only thing that will accomplish is to suck more money out of you. GO FOR THE COOKIE ALREADY! LOL, good luck.
fishnet
05-28-2004, 06:01 PM
Good luck, none us know the whole story...I do hope you get the cookie, and when you do, hit that shit HARD!!!!
My sentiments exactly! Go MW!!!! ;)
SportsWriter2
05-28-2004, 06:19 PM
With baseball players, I look for the Player Value Rating (PVR).... With dancers, I look for the Cookie Value Index (CVI). Is she pretty, alone, privately freaky, and otherwise together? These girls are good bets if you don't mind pulling hair.... The more baggage you pay for, the farther you get from the cookie. It's called the Inverse Baggage Rule (IBR).
Lurker_001
05-29-2004, 11:32 AM
Busy night Friday at the bar.I showed up late after driving the fourty miles through memorial day traffic,ordered a beer at the bar and took a seat at a table.Miss A(amazon) shows up right away and after a few minutes of chatting she asked if i would like a VIP dance.Miss A is beautiful but she's a bit large for me so i only bought two dances from her.She asked again for a dance later in the evening and i said no.She then say's "so you dont like me anymore?" ...lol
I returned to my table after the miss A dances and a little while later miss C was on stage.Went up to tip her and she seemed pleased to see me.I was hoping to spend the whole budget on her but it never panned out.We did some VIPs and i asked if we could talk afterward.She said yes but as we left the VIP area she spotted another regular and i had to use the toilet.It's a busy night and i lost her after that...lol
Miss M is on stage and i go up to tip her.She gives me some nice compliments on my looks and a kiss...Busy night,didn't get to spend any time with her...
Miss T came over and we talked.She's a gorgeous lady and alot of fun to VIP with.We did ten songs,didn't seem like it though...lol
I was down to my last hundred and really wanted some dances from miss M.It wasn't looking too good.Miss S came over and we talked after not spending any time together for a few trips.VIP was getting crowded.Miss S and i had to share the couch with another couple.It was funny and she was laughing at them.The dancers movements were causing the couch to bounce..
I ended the night the usual way..tipping miss H.She's probably the best at the pole and always has a big smile and kiss for me...
yoda57us
05-31-2004, 03:29 PM
Spent a week working in Oxnard Ca. last week and, being the dedicated pervert and SC junkie that I am, I felt compelled to check out the local SC scene....OK, I may have checked out some other scenes as well but that's another site...
Oxnard has only one all-nude club, as it turns out, one is enough! I found the Spearmint Rhino ( a chain, as many of you know) in an industrial section of Oxnard that seemed secluded but safe. The club is open from 6pm til 2am seven days but only open during the day on weekends.
I paid my $20 cover and ordered a bottled water from the worlds slowest waitress-the club is a juice bar. After 2 or 3 boring but good looking blondes with big fake tits, the DJ uttered the words I long to hear. "Gentleman, please welcome, from Brazil,......" The name doesn't really matter but in this case it was Amanda from Rio with the tan lines and South American butt to prove it.
It's a well-known fact in Providence RI-my home club turf- that I have the word "sucker" written on my forhead in portuguese, in green and yellow ink visible only to South American women. It's the samba muscle that does it to me, I'm helpless. Anyway... Amanda came over after her set-it may have been the 10 singles I put on the tip rail for her over the course of 2 songs-and introduced herself to me. After some chit chat and a $9 non-alchoholic punch, she asked me if I would like a dance. Of course I agreed. It was just about then that the DJ called out a 2 for 1 special for topless dances (3 for 2 in the all-nude VIP room). I told Amanda that topless would be fine. We went to the topless area and sat down waiting for the next song. She took her top off and expossed what can only be described as two wonders of nature pouring out of a large C cup. I'm not even a boob guy but these baby's were impressive, tanned just above the nipple and begging to be touched. Amanda informed me that minimal contact was ok but technicaly not allowed. She then whisperred that "my boss no watch me in the VIP room". Now, I wasn't born yesterday but those bodacious Brazilian ta ta's were beckoning so little yoda made the decision to hit the VIP and go for broke...so to speak. Well, I guess I'll never know what would have happened in the topless area but the VIP room was every guys dream of mutual full contact. Amanda told me very early on that nothing was off limits. She then proceeded to contort her well formed figure into positions that not only invited mutual contact, but made it pretty much mandatory. "Extras"? I guess it depends on your definition but I wasn't asked for any additional cash and I wasn't scolded as I made my self at home in her arms and various other parts of her anatomy.
This woman was a very strong test of my "no credit cards inside the club" policy but I managed to escape with my wallet intact.
I went back the next day and broke my "no American girls" rule(with similar results) for the first time in over a year, but I'll post on that another time.
If you are in Oxnard, check this place out. The fact that there are about 50 AMPS in town leads me to believe that the contact level that I got from Amanda is probably close to the norm among all of the girls at the Spearmint Rhino.
It's a good thing I'm 3000 miles away from this club. I'd be broke!
Richard_Head
05-31-2004, 09:32 PM
This will probably be my last SC visit before I head to Vegas (June 11-13. that's 22 days away, not that I'm counting), and I think it was a good trip to start my break on (LOL, what a SCJ, 22 days is a long break for me).
Okay, I broke down, I have no will power, my warchest for Vegas is looking good and I had a rare Sunday night off to have fun, so I thought what better way to celebrate Memorial day than to spend it doing something that so many fought and died to give us the right to do, go to the local strip club (I'm kinda stretching it there aren't I?). Anyways, I recall one of my faves works Sunday's, she has repeatedly told me to go on Sunday's, go on Sunday's, so off I went to her club. The place was dead which surprised me as I figured lots of people would be taking advantage of the day off Monday to have some fun on Sunday night, I was wrong. Sure enough my fave wasn't working, it seems many of the dancers decided to take the weekend off also, so I had some slim pickings. I stuck around for a couple of beers, no one floated my boat so to speak, and I decided to cut my loses and try someplace else. The next club is a lot smaller, I'm guessing it had probably the same amount of customers/dancers in it, it just seemed like more because everyone wasn't so spread out and thus there seemed to be a bit more energy there. I noticed a couple faves working here, also noticed a couple promising new girls, so I think I made a good decision to switch clubs. One of the new girls immediately stopped by but I had just sat down and hadn't even gotten a drink yet so I asked to if she could stop back later, LOL I really did mean it, she must have thought otherwise though because she didn't stop back, oh well more money for the other girls, but I'm sure I'll catch her some other time. As I was sitting there I noticed Ms K being fuckoe'd along the side wall, hmmm that's wasn't good, she's hot. One of the advantages of being a regular is that the girls you don't want to spend any money on know you won't spend money on them and will steer clear (thus saving you the "no, thank you" routine), I found it a bit humorous on this visit when one of those girls didn't recognize me and started in on her approach only to be stopped in her tracks, get a look of disappointment on her face, and speed right on past me without a word when she recognized me, it was most amusing. My spot in the back wasn't really working for me so when I noticed a spot along the stage open up I moved on up, things seemed to pick up at the point. Being at the stage I was tipping all the girls at the stage at this point and I was getting lots of attention, eventually Ms K was called up, she can really work that pole, when I was tipping her she said "I didn't realize you were here", no shit you were being fuckoe'd, I asked her to stop back when she got a chance and she said she would, I didn't have high hopes though as I noticed the PL who was fuckoe'ing her was still there, much to my surprise she did stop right by, she was apparently done with the fuckoe, this girl is gorgeous, blonde hair, beautiful face, long and lean body, tremedous ass and legs, her BA could probably be better, but why quibble, with an ass like that I don't really care. I got several very pleasant dances from her when she was called back to the stage, that was probably a good thing as I didn't want to go overboard on my spending anyways, I called it a night at this point. Next trip Vegas, I can't wait.
Moneywise
06-01-2004, 06:25 AM
Lil TR from last night:
It’s Monday night and I arrive at around 12:30am. My favorite manager is sitting by the door shooting the crap with the door guy. My fave is on stage. I settle in and order the usual. I very quickly made my way over to the manager and door guy to discuss the recent Laker win. The manager and I are both Laker fans to the hilt. While we’re talking I am observing the scene. My fave is entertaining some other guy. This is the second time I have seen him there attached to her so I will call him a regular of sorts. I’m making small talk and scanning the club.
Ms. A is in the house in regular clothes. Ms. A is hot hot hot but the way she works the club turns me off. She’s mostly about her ROTSIL (return on time spent in laps). She makes good money. It’s just not my cup of tea to be another stat. I would at least like to experience the SC leaving with a feeling of having been fulfilled in more ways than one. She acknowledges me and waves at me from across the room. I grin and wave back. Meanwhile my fave is on the other side of the bar entertaining the other guy. After about 10 minutes she leaves him and makes her way over to me. Instead of normally offering to buy her a drink I asked if she was drinking. I knew she had. I could tell by her demeanor. I just wanted to know if she was nursing one. She motioned over to the other side of the bar and said he had bought her a drink. I’ll admit I am not one to wait. I would rather be home enjoying some extra shut eye. So I simply told her I would not be around for long tonight and to “go ahead and handle her business on the other side of the bar and that I wouldn't want to keep her from any opportunities.”
Innocent, real, straightforward comments..so I thought.
My comments immediately put her on the defensive. “You’re always nice to me and take good care of me that’s why I am over here. Why are you acting weird? See, there you go making me feel uncomfortable. If you were trying to make me feel bad it worked. blah blah blah”… ::) Meanwhile I am thinking “I am not a number”. I just smile and, once again, tell her it’s really no big deal at all. I will have my few drinks and head out the door. After a few uncomfortable moments she says she has to go get ready to go back on stage and strolls off. When she hits the stage I simply watch from afar while the other guy heads to the stage. After her stage routine she walks out of the dressing room looking in my direction. I didn’t acknowledge her at all and continued sipping. She then walks over to him and they head to the back. After finishing my drink I strolled out at around 1:30am. I walked in with $$$$ and left $40 lighter. I hope he spends well because I believe it’s time for me to take a little hiatus for a few weeks. I have been going too much lately. I know she was probably just trying to make the best of a tough situation with two people in the house in need of her attention but I am not one to wait around. It’s just not that big of a deal.
Had Ms. A been working I would have taken her to the VIP in a heartbeat. Spiteful? Yep.
There’s not doubt in my mind she will call me. After all, I seem to be the one willing to help out in times of need. Telling her to try another outlet will be so much fun. The nice side of MW has shown much too often me thinks.
yoda57us
06-01-2004, 08:29 AM
JZ: I've known a few dancers who were ALL about the money, but not neccesarily with me, or some of their other favs. Sometimes people just clik and, even in the SC environment, money becomes secondary, if only for a little while.
Moneywise
06-01-2004, 11:13 PM
I called her today and apologized for my out of character behavior. I'm such a sap. :(
However, I will begin to be more prudent with the spending of my money. As one poster so eloquently put it "separating me from my money" will be no easy task from now on.
SportsWriter2
06-02-2004, 06:31 AM
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Dancer's butt view of nice guys. ::)
mr_punk
06-02-2004, 06:33 PM
wow, this is the first chance i had to read this section in sometime. where do i begin and where's my popcorn?
I call her back and find that she has wrecked her car yet again. DAMN. She needs a rental car to get through the Memorial Day weekend and I guess I have sucker taped to my forehead. <mr_punk covers his eyes and shakes his head while mumbling to himself>: lending money to a flakey stripper is bad enough, but lending money to a flakey stripper who alledgely wrecked her car..again? <sigh> you try to help these guys out, but they never seem to listen...
Remember you said if I ever needed help you would help out?
Me: (DAMN) Yes. I remember.
Well, I called a rental agency and my mother is going to use her card. It will cost $176 to rent the card for the weekend. Could you pay for it?geez, this stripper must have 99lb brass balls and black belt in sucker-fu.
I know. I’m so sorry. I’ll make it up to you. I promise.yeah right! ;D and the next dance will be better than the last. ::)
So I now have her phone number and was told to call her, although I did say I wouldn’t be blowing her phone up the way she blew mine up today. This comment drew a smile from her.she blew up your phone only because she needed money, nothing more. in any case, don't be fooled. it was the smile of an assassin.
My comments immediately put her on the defensive. “You’re always nice to me and take good care of me that’s why I am over here. Why are you acting weird? See, there you go making me feel uncomfortable. If you were trying to make me feel bad it worked.of course, she was upset. any stripper would be upset if the ATM machine was acting weird.
There’s not doubt in my mind she will call me. After all, I seem to be the one willing to help out in times of need. Telling her to try another outlet will be so much fun.yeeessss...MW has grown a back bone.
I called her today and apologized for my out of character behavior. I'm such a sap. <mr_punk sighs and waves goodbye to MW as he falls into the bottomless abyss of PLs> looks like i spoke too soon. forget it..that's it..it's over..he's done...stick a fork in him....game over. MW is in free fall....godspeed, MW.
I'm sorry MW, you seem like an honorable, genteel man...yeah, well...guys like that get taken advantage of every night in a sc. oh, don't hold back now, Kat. in this instance, he's a sucker. well, if it's any consolation, MW. you look like the front-runner for poster of the year.
Good luck, none us know the whole story...I do hope you get the cookie, and when you do, hit that shit HARD!!!!fat chance of that ever happening. he's much too concerned with being a "nice guy".
fishnet
06-02-2004, 07:33 PM
Mr_P, for once we are in 100% agreement!!! LOL. MW, I'm still rootin' for ya...but I've given up. ::) Godspeed! Hope ya turn it around!!! ;) Where's my popcorn and beer??? :D
Moneywise
06-02-2004, 11:13 PM
Gentlemen,
I'm trying to keep the nice guy a little buried. I will be going back but my attitude will change. I now see that it has to in order for me to gain some leverage. She really hasn't had to work too hard for my money. Hell, you sit down and have a few paid or drinks. Shake your ass for some dollars with a little time tossed in and if you're lucky you get to the VIP where you tell all about your personal life (who knows how much is actually true) and take it a little further. You're repaid by not having to hit the stage. Easy money... I'm about to make it a little more difficult. >:(
I realize this is not a TR so I will keep it short.
I’m genuinely a nice guy. You would see me as more of a teddy bear of sorts. I’m intimidating simply by look alone. I’m 6’3” and about 275lbs. It’s all generally in the right place though. I used to play football and still keep myself up physically. Add that to a nice, easygoing, pleasurable personality. I’m tired of being taken advantage of though. I’m going to begin turning the tables and look forward to seeing how she reacts. ;D
I believe I am a good source of income for her. I average a good $$$ per visit which equates to a good 900 to a G per month. :o We’ll see what happens when that number comes down. I’m not going to disappear. Oh nooo. I’m too caught up to do that. However, my spending will decrease. Separating me from my money will definitely not be as easy as it has been in the past. Thanks for the input. It keeps me grounded in the SC.
MW
That's a great way to put it in perspective JZ. That's the way I usually reply to the woeful cries as well, a polite clarificaton of the terms of the business relationship.
Moneywise
06-03-2004, 09:01 AM
I hear you loud & clear Jay. :)
britfreak2
06-03-2004, 04:57 PM
It's been awhile but here what's going on.
A couple of weeks ago. One of the girls at my club finally retired. She's been doing this way too long. She said it herself.
My ATF is doing ok. She's so happy to be out of school. It's just been a fun last couple of weeks. I just find it so funny this one customer bought 2 dances for $100. What makes it funny she only gave him the $10 price for them. But, that's not all I guess at the end she was surprised that he gave her that much and she said he should buy her something. A week later he came back with a $300 outfit from Victoria's Secret for her. I was kinda laughing then because she didn't show. And he had this sad irritated look on his face because she didn't show. And it was one of her usual nights she worked. So, this dude comes up to me and telling me how great she was and he bought her this outfit for her and wanted to take her out or something with him and his wife. I was trying not to laugh so hard because with her you'll be lucky she even anwsers her phone. He only stayed for about an hour and he decided to leave it with one of the other dancers to give to her. The other night I walk in and get my usual greetings. Then she went back to change and she came out with this really hot and sexy thing on. Of course I'm her outfit critic I told her what I thought of it. Then, she told me that she got a really bad one in the back that some customer gave her and she had no idea who it was from. I just had to see it for some reason. She went back and changed really quickly. It was really bad. Who knew that some people like granny panties in a strip joint. It was really bad. I can't even discribe on what it looks like. It was just awful. After we both got a good laugh she changed back.
It's been fun lately. I was actually surprised to see her roomate working the other night. With school being out maybe she'll be working more instead of mooching off of my ATF.
I think I found my No. 2 gal a few weeks ago. Beutiful young lady. Jennifer Love Hewitt look alike and she does advertising as her main job. She's a good business woman. I think she's the first one that actually started to say I don't do the $10 dances. She does them for $20 but she makes them worth while.
mr_punk
06-04-2004, 06:28 PM
I'm trying to keep the nice guy a little buried. I will be going back but my attitude will change. I now see that it has to in order for me to gain some leverage. She really hasn't had to work too hard for my money. now, you're learning. outside of a sc, if a total stranger approached you and for no particular reason asked you for $200, would you give it to them? probably not. however, when men walk into a sc, there seems to be a disconnect between what they would normally do in their everyday lives versus the sc. too much thinking with the little head, while trying to be a "nice guy", if you ask me. as for your money? i wouldn't hold my breath about collecting money back from a flakey stripper. it happens. every endeavor has a learning curve and you got off pretty light compared to some others guys who get taken for a long, long ride.
But, that's not all I guess at the end she was surprised that he gave her that much and she said he should buy her something. A week later he came back with a $300 outfit from Victoria's Secret for her. I was kinda laughing then because she didn't show.case in point.
Katrine
06-04-2004, 08:54 PM
June 4, 2004. Austin.
This is actually my 2nd SC trip of the week, but the Monday trip was such a bust that its not worth mentioning...
I actually had a sales call for my personal business at the first strip club I danced in, over 6 years ago now. We got the sale too!!! Luckily I'm well connected with management in the local scene, if that's anything to brag about...we're going to do business with at least 3 clubs in town...and you know where there are drunk strippers with excess cash...there is $$$ to be made!!!!
Yeah!
I walked in at 11am, earliest I've ever been to a strip club. It was so damn dark I couldn't even adjust my vision for a while.
Immediately, I ran into my business partner's boyfriend. Shocked, I increduously yelled out to him, "DID YOU SLEEP HERE LAST NIGHT!?" The manager who we are working with heard that and immediately loved my style, high 5. This helped us in securing the deal, as sometimes my partner gets revved up and forgets to ask the important questions...
We ended up waiting at least an hour in VIP before the meeting, so we had a little fun. I know, errrr, have fooled around with, several of the dancers there, so it was like a pussy parade coming by to see lil mama. Also, our friend who got us the meeting is a regular, so it was first class treatment the entire time...
The first dancer, Miss M, is a cutie I know from an art gallery she used to manage. Well, gallery closed, money needed, so the story goes....She has the most amazing natural boobs ever, I am still questioning if she just got a really good job. Miss M is only 23 though. Still, girls from Dallas.....the Texans will know what I mean.....
I gave her a $20 and told her she can dance for me, my female business partner, or partner's boyfriend....dancer's choice. She chose the boyfriend. He was not amused and actually felt uncomfortable. Next time I will choose myself.
Next I went to tip a willowy blonde onstage doing a fantastic stageshow. Once I got up there I almost ran back away. Talk about rough looking.....apparently this gal is Wille Nelson's illegitimate daughter...and oh boy does she look it, it, LOL!
Of course my partner knows her (small town, between the 3 of us, we can't hide LOL) so she entertained us for a while with some stripperdrama regarding the best part of her day will be kicking the ass of some other dancer....
Then they did one of those stupid flashdances. I wasn't going to get one, but I saw a lovely young thing. She was wearing a while Kangol cap just like one I have and had bright red hair in pigtails. Large natural boobs and a pink gingham dress. I got the mini-dance, and she immediately made a beeline diving into my crotch. I DO NOT LIKE THIS. Again, not worth it.....
We made the sale, I had a cig and caught up w Miss M. We made plans to go out one night with boyfriends.
Walking out at about 1pm with the bright Texas sun hitting my face made me feel kinda like a sleazy pervo, hehehe excellent!
All in all a good trip, and drinks were comped, so I think I spent like $27.
Thanks for reading, meow!
Moneywise
06-05-2004, 02:04 AM
All in all a good trip, and drinks were comped, so I think I spent like $27.
Thanks for reading, meow!
Kat,
Your ROI is quite impressive. Then again, I am sure you have most of them wrapped around you cute little fingers. Nice read. Thx. ;)
Moneywise
06-05-2004, 02:59 AM
The night started with a plan to hit the movies and head over to a friend’s house afterwards. I know this cute little blonde from work and also know her hubby via her. They like to have me over and drink lots of beer. Occasionally loud music is played in the wee hours of the morning and she grinds on me in front of him. It’s a rather interesting situation. Would I hit it if the opportunity ever presented itself? Uhmm.. That would be adultery. COUGH HELL YES COUGH. ;D She’s a cute little number that likes to smoke the cheeb on occasion. She has tried to corrupt me a couple of times. Anyways, I digress…
So he tells me to stop by after the movie. I went to see “The Day After Tomorrow”.
My quick fast in a hurry review:
The special effects were great. The movie was predictable at times and occasionally downright corny. You wouldn’t be hurting yourself if you waited for it to hit DVD. :-\ However, it was very enjoyable.
I had left my cell phone in the truck. After the movie I find that there’s a voice mail on it.
“Hi MW. I just wanted to see what you were up to. Call me if you want. Remember my number is XXX-XXXX.” ::)
Hmmm
You know I called her. I received her voicemail and left her a message stating I just left the movies and was going to hit a friend’s house for a bit. While I am leaving the voicemail my phone buzzes. I answer.
Hi.
MW: What’s up?
Nothing. What you doing?
MW: Well, I was about to head to a friend’s house.
Why don’t you stop by the club?
MW: What for?
(attitude) Nevermind. I’ll let you go and hangout with your friends.
MW: Ok. I’ll talk to you later.
Click. 8)
It was at that point that I decided to make a trip. Upon arrival I notice cars are overflowing in the parking lot. The house is packed tonight. All three managers are there as well as the owner. I take up residence at the bar. One of the two bartenders takes notice and motions to ask if I want the regular. A few minutes later I am ordering regular # 2. I just can’t get enough Vodka. My corner of the bar has slowly become a place for all three managers to congregate. We’re all chatting and having some fun. I notice my fave dart from the RR to the dressing room. A minute later my phone rings..lol I answer.
Hey.
MW: What’s up?
I just wanted you to know I didn’t like you brushing me off like that.
MW: Don’t you hear the music?
Yeah. Are you in the truck? (This draws a laugh from me.)
MW: Noooo. I’m at the bar silly. :D
Oh! I’ll be right out.
She joins us and I end up buying a round of drinks for myself, her, and two of the managers. My #2 is in the house tonight as well. I make it a priority to get her attention. She strolls over and gives me a great big hug.
My fave and I are making small talk but I am not my normal talkative self. I took the opportunity to apologize for my out of character behavior during the last visit. This sparks what appears to be the onset of an argument. She couldn’t understand why I seemed perturbed after initially telling her I wasn’t staying long (which I did). I had only told her that b/c I noticed her entertaining someone and wasn’t about to do the uber PL sit and wait for an hour. We both quickly changed the subject since she apparently didn’t appreciate my leaving abruptly. Ohhhhhhhhhhh welllllllllll.
She’s telling me how a lot of the girls tonight are “on stuff” and how the majority of the customers are drunk. She feels out of place b/c she’s not on anything and was working on just her 2nd drink before we did the shot. I went ahead and ordered another drink which we both shared. She likes to do the one drink two straw things with me. The Dj whips by and acknowledges me with some handshake love.
We eventually begin talk of VIP. Actually she initiated it. I’ve got that look on my face like nahh..not going to happen. She has never seen me react this way before and initially doesn’t know how to deal with it. She mentions my “different” behavior. I just told her I wasn’t up for paying VIP money tonight. I was content with having some drinks and chatting at the bar. She them goes into how if you buy a bottle of champagne the VIP is free. Dances still cost though. She mentions how Champagne and wine get her “fucked up”. (wow. SS) :o I decide to take her up on the champagne thing.
We’re in the VIP. She shows her jubilance by doing a little celebratory dance before I sit down. Cute. The bartender brings this bottle of champagne in. I’m no big champagne drinker but this one was pretty good. We hit the VIP the same time as another stripper. We ended up leaving about 15 minutes after them. 8)
She made some comments about not talking as much tonight as she normally does. This drew a response of “there’s a time and a place for talking” from me. Once again, out of character but very comfortable. She noticed my blasé stance and made mention of it. I simply told her taking can be done over cellys or even dinner. I was ready for some dances. She did not disappoint. I received three total dances while in the VIP. All three were what most would label “very high mileage”. At one point she had given me a nice woody but it was draped against the wrong leg..lol so it was sticking straight up in the air. Upon noticing this she ground even harder right into it. I will say that was the closest I ever came to ejaculating… however, I did not. During one of the dances she got down on her knees facing me, one hand on each thing, and ran her hands right up my legs into my freaking boxers. This was a first. She has done that before but never with both hands trying to grip my shit. The experience was rather enjoyable. At one point in time she has her back to me bent over and is trying to rub her pussy down my throat. I have made no bones about it in the past. I would tongue that cookie until the sun came up. While she’s doing this she makes a little smooch sound. This draws a remark of “you’d be doing a lot more than smooching if I was buried in it” from me. She playfully slaps my face. I really think she enjoys this and its part of her “being in control”. She only does it when I talk dirty and make her feel uncomfortable. If the opportunity presented itself I would hit it well. Hell, I just want her to know it won’t be a walk in the park. Sue me. :D
Upon leaving the VIP she mentions how I owe her $60. She had to immediately go to the stage for a birthday celebration. I told her I would give her the money afterwards at the bar.
As she sits back down to chat I simply said “Do you remember you said you would pay me back?” She nodded. “Well, that $60 is a start”. Surprisingly, she was very cooperative. She asked how much she had actually borrowed. I said “about $180”. She said it was actually $190. She then says “60 from 190 is 130. So I still owe you 130”.
YES!!! :)
So I simply told her she could make up the rest later on which she gladly obliged. It was after 2am and she still needed to make some more money. I told her it was time for her to go. Otherwise, we would have sat there and talked until closing. Once again, totally out of character for me. I would have normally taken her back in the back and spent some more money. Nah. I had my fun and gave her a few things to think about. One great big hug later and a few more minutes schmoozing the managers and I was out the door just $120 lighter in the pocket having had just as much fun, if not more, than I usually have spending close to $300 on her. Sweet.
MW
SportsWriter2
06-05-2004, 05:51 AM
MW, we had all given up on you. Good job turning this around! When you make them WORK for the money, they RESPECT you.
Put some of the payback money "saved" into a cheeb account. Go somewhere to smoke with the cute little blonde, and let her do her thing.
BTW, excellent example for Yoda of how to use a cell phone to communicate with a dancer inside a club.
Richard_Head
06-05-2004, 08:54 AM
Payback in dances works, but LOL how do you turn down the sure thing (the cute little blonde from work), she obviously want it, go hit that MW ;D.
Chili Palmer
06-05-2004, 09:55 AM
Respect him, SW? Hell, she owns Moneywise.
She says "call me". Moneywise calls her.
He blows her off. She pouts. Moneywise goes to the club anyway.
She scolds him. Moneywise buys her a drink.
She complains about him acting like a real person with real feelings. Moneywise apologizes.
Moneywise doesn't want any dances. SHE wants not just dances, but VIP dances. Moneywise buys VIP dances.
She says the dances are free if he buys champagne. Moneywise buys champagne. She then charges Moneywise $60 for the free dances. Moneywise agrees to "deduct" the $60 "free" dances from her real debt, which will be non-existent the next time she sees MW. You know this, I know this, and deep down, Moneywise knows it, too.
Sorry, the only "respect" I see around here is from the other dancers at the club who laugh uproariously as she recounts these stories in the dressing room. MW will never, ever, ever get to do this dancer. And frankly, woe to him if she does. My god, if he'll spend the amount of money he's already spent just for a little reach in and a bit more (what I would get in a normal $20 lap from a complete unknown dancer in my club, as I will post in my own TR shortly), imagine what he would do if actually got some? Hide the title to the house and the bearer bonds.
As Cher once said, "Snap out of it!"
CP
Moneywise
06-05-2004, 09:56 AM
Thanks SW2. I'm trying to turn over a new leaf. ;D
LOL Richard. I've never turned down a sure thing. I only see her when I go over to their house. They're VERY married. I'm like her closest male friend that's used for a number of things which include, but are not limited to, freakaleek dancing and complaints about how much of a dickhead he can be. It's a tight rope to walk but thus far I have been straddling it well. Opportunity is an interesting word.
Ok. My fave just called me! I have been asleep since 7am. She just woke me up with an 11:45am call. :o
Heyyy.
MW: Hey. What's up. (surprised she's calling)
Ms. A (she refers to Ms. A by her real name when away from the club) and I are at the beach. I know you aren't far away and just wanted to let you know where I was.
MW: You woke me up. I was taking a nap.
Well, call me when you wake up from your nap. You know how demanding I can be (she says jokingly).
MW: Ok. I'll call you.
Bye.
MW: Bye.
Alright, this is officially getting interesting. She knows I am not about to just "give" her any more money as noted by my demeanor last night. I was all about trying to recoup some of it which worked surprisingly well. She's just calling to be calling? Interesting. ???
MW
Moneywise
06-05-2004, 09:59 AM
Chili,
I'm seriously making an effort to change my spending ways. It started last night. To have spent $120 total for services that I normally spend upward of $300 on was quite an accomplishment for me. I don't think I will ever make it to your $20 ultra ROI level but I am quite content to just make it down to dropping $100 per trip. ;D
She still owes me $130 and I will capitalize on it again.
I'll admit she does have me wrapped around her finger. However, the process of unwrapping myself has officially begun.
If "I" really didn't want to go to VIP last night I would not have. ;D
MW
Chili Palmer
06-05-2004, 10:03 AM
MW:
I'm not trying to be asshole about this (although I often am without even trying), so please take this in the spirit in which it is intended (tough love):
If you do not absolutely, positively make her pay you the $130 she still owes in REAL US MONEY, then you will only be one thing to her, ever: her bitch.
CP
Moneywise
06-05-2004, 10:10 AM
LOL. I hear you bud. No offense taken. Input from you and mr_p is just as (if not more b/c you both operate at the opposite end of the spectrum) helpful as anything else.
I would imagine it goes something like this:
|white knight|---|nice guy|---|man on a mission|---|irritant|---|manipulator|---|raincoater|.
That places me squarely in the "long way to go" category. This is a work in progress which began last night.
Making her pay me the $130 owed in real money seems a little far fetched to me. I'm sure it can happen but if she is willing to give me a few free LDs the next couple of visits that, to me, is payment enough. That's still six twenties or so that stay in my pocket.
As much as it pains me, I probably will not return her call. I'm going back to sleep. It has been nice talking with you. Your input is always welcomed.
Edit: I'm going to the gym and will not be returning her call. You are right in the respect that she feels she owns me. I'm determined to level the playing field.
MW
Darren
06-05-2004, 02:11 PM
This is a belated TR, and my first TR. Bear with me, writing is not my thing, but I will try. This is part 1 of 3 (parts 2 and 3 I may or may not finish, depending on my mood :))
Part 1 or 3: An evening at CH2s in LV.
After months of work and stress I headed out to LV for a few days of relaxation and gambling. I arrived so excited I didn't know what to do first. After checking in and unpacking I headed down to the casino for some BlackJack and Let It Ride. After playing a few hours I was about even and could stand it no longer... I had to go to a SC and "be myself" for a few hours :) I just couldn't wait to be surrounded by beautiful women. I am going to get dressed up for this trip. It has been a long time and I am big believer in the fantasy thing. I went up to my room and picked out clothing for the evening. I decided on all black for the evening. A pair of black Perry Ellis pants. An all black Geoffrey Bean dress shirt. Kenneth Cole shoes and belt. I ironed my clothes, and ran a lint roller over my shirt and pants. I love black clothing, but black, lint, and SC blacklights don't mix :) took a show, shaved, and decided to wear Fahrenheit cologne for the evening (this turned out to be a very good choice). I don't wear jewelry but decided to wear by favorite Brietling watch. I knew I was looking good and I felt like a million dollars. I brought lots of money this trip and planned on spending it.
The taxi ride to CH2 was great. The driver was a friendly locale and we spent the ride talking about the best SCs LV had to offer. I arrived at CH2s about 8pm. Hmm, it is empty, a few customers, half a dozen girls. WTF? Last time I was here it was packed. But then this is LV and nothing really happens until 10pm. I made change for $400, 50 $1s and the rest $20s. I find a nice comfy spot near the stage but there are no dancers. The cocktail waitress sneaks up behind me and says "Yum, you smell so good, what can I get you baby". Ah, this is the lies and fantasy I've been waiting months for :) I order a Jack Daniels on the rocks and pay the cocktail waitress $20 and tell her to keep the change, but come back soon. She looks at me like I am nuts, but I am here to have a great time, and it is going to take a dozen of these little mini-shots to get me buzzed. I tell her when my glass is nearly empty come back.
Slowly the girls start to arrive. The DJ spins another forgettable tune, and the stage dancing begins. I honestly can't remember most of the dancers. It is going to take me a while to unwind. The dancers are all exquisite but for some reason I am not seeing any that I want to buy private dances from. Some small groups of guys start arrive. They are talking about sports. How can you sit in a SC and talk about sports with other guys while surrounded by such beautiful women? By my third drink I find myself finally starting to relax.
Many of the girls that are just arriving and congregate at the bar. They are all very beautiful but one of them is sort of dancing on her seat. She can't seem to sit still and ignores the other girls. She has my attention (and I end up buying dances from her later). Also I notice a pair of beautiful blonde girls arrive and start working the floor. Interesting, they work as a pair and they seem to be only going for older (60+) grey haired men. They seem to ignore the younger guys. I guess they know who has the money. The alcholol is starting to take effect and I find myself wanting a dance from one of the blondes. Why? I don't usually go for blondes, but her hair is perfect, it shines in the colored lights. Maybe it is her eyes - they are seductive and inviting. She is still working the retired grey hair guys, but I am thinking I'll just go over and offer a $100 and take her away. But before I do a sultry older (later 30s? early 40s?) brunette walks by and asks me if I want a dance. I forget about the blondes...
She is not as beautiful as some of the girls, but she has a friendly smile, and makes me feel comfortable. We talk for a bit and she seems affectionate. I need to get started and I am thinking WTH, go with the flow, see what happens. I take her by the hand and lead us to a dark spot away from everyone else. I do three dances with her. She is very affectionate. She keeps burying her face in my neck and tells me that I smell so good. She brushes her lips against my face, but I am not feeling entirely comfortable, and I get the feeling she is done this for a long time. I just want her close to me and she keeps trying to do the grind thing. I am not ready for that yet. In any other situation I'd have gladly spent more time with her, but I'm a guy and this is a SC. I give her a $100, and thank her. She kisses me on the cheek and says she will be back for more.
I go back to the stage, order drinks and spend the next hour or so to watching the stage dances. Most of the guys are avoiding the stage, so I have most of the dancers to myself. I am having a great time. I honestly can't remember most of the dancers, but I have a short conversation with each of them, and they are all very friendly and complimentary. "You smell so good", "your so cute, if I didn't have a BF I'd take you home with me"... I know it's all BS but it sure feels good to have your ego stroked. It is now about 10pm and I the place is starting to get crowded.
Remember the girl I mentioned above? Well it is her turn to dance on stage. I am guessing she is in her early 30s. Her hair is a blonde but with dark streaks (again, what is up with the blondes - thats not my usual thing?) She has sexy, sultry eyes, and a full figure. She is not overweight, but she is not a pixie. A truly beautiful woman in every way. While on stage I tip her a few times and she comments on how much she likes my cologne. I can't help myself. I am trying to be cool but I keep staring at her and she picks up on this. After the stage dance she comes over, puts her arms around me and I puts her face next to mine. Of course I say yes. She was very beautiful, and sensual, but I didn't sense any significant chemistry us. I pulled her close to me, and she let me touch her wherever I wished, but I didn't feel any connection. After three dances I paid her and tipper her well, but I wanted to find someone I felt some connection with.
By now I am starting to feel buzzed, and I need a short break. Back to the stage for a while. Again, lots of girls, but for whatever reason it is a blur in my mind. Except for one girl, again blonde (?), she is slender, has a very angular face, long straight hair, and an almost nasty dance style. Very sexy and I tip her well. She says she will be back to come and get me. The hustle factor is high and girls come and go and ask if I want a dance. But I am still feeling tense. It is going to take me a couple of days to unwind. I am starting to feel bored and wondering if I should go to another club. This is an awkward moment that I mildly regret. Just as the sexy blonde is finishing her stage set and starts walking over to me I realize that even though she is hot, I don't feel any connection with her. I have to say no thanks and I feel like scum because maybe I had given her the impression I wanted a private dance while she was on stage.
Then this cute brunette girl walks by and looks me dead in the eye. She is dressed in a simple orange bathing suit. I can't say exactly what it is about her that appealed to me. Something about the look in her eyes maybe, or maybe it was her pouty smile, but she looks me in the eyes, and I feel drawn to her. I stand up, and take her by the hand and find a spot for us. She asks me why I picked her so quickly, that she noticed I had turned away so many girls, and honestly I can't answer. I spend the next half hour with her. She never once asked if I want to go into the VIP room. She just danced for me, and let me hold her and touch her. Then she starts moving her facer closer to mine, brushing her lips against my face, and it is then I realize how young she is. Must be 18 or 19, but in the dark light she looks maybe 16. I'm 40 and have a daughter that age and I am not feeling comfortable, so I pay her and go back to the stage, still hoping to find someone I connect with before I go.
I watch the stage show again, do the usual tip thing, have some more drinks, start to feel a little drunk, and chat with some of the customers. And yes, it is a big turn on when the customers are other woman :) On stage another blonde girl (slap self, whats up with the blondes?) dressed in the school girl thing. The school girl thing is silly, but I liked her face. She was very cute, but maybe not as beautiful as some of the other girls. I sensed that maybe she wasn't quite as sure of herself as some of the women, and a lot of the guys were ignoring her, but I thought she was adorable, and she was clearly a bit older than the last girl. At least late 20s. After her set we head off to a dark corner. She says she is tired and needs to take a break. We spend the next 45 minutes mostly talking and hugging. She is very affectionate and tells me she wishes more guys knew how to hold her and make her feel loved. I asked her how much I owed her and she said well, maybe 3 dances... I paid her for five, hugged her and thanked her for a great time.
I have one final drink, and I am about ready to head out. I had a good time, but I am starting to feel drunk, and I haven't found anyone I connected with yet. Maybe next time. On my way out I see this beautiful brunette girl. She has a simple face, but her eyes are big and inviting. Her hair is simple, long and natural. She is wearing a simple outfit, but there is something about her. It is as if I have been surrounded by over dressed actors and suddenly here is this real person dressed in real clothing. I don't even think, I just put my arms around her and she pulls me close. I still don't remember what we said, but it as if I knew her for years. She made me feel completely comfortable. I don't remember her name, but that means nothing. I don't remember many peoples names, but I do remember her face, her touch, and the look in her eyes. I pull out a couple hundred and ask her if I could have half an hour of her time in the VIP room. This time she takes me by the hand and leads the way. That is different. She knows how to take the initiative without being bossy.
You all know how the VIP room thing works. It is very dark, and the cocktails waitresses are obligated to sell drinks. I ordered another Jack Daniels though had no intention of drinking it. She ordered some kind of mixed drink. I forget what she said it was but she said it was sweet, and sweet drinks are not my thing. She only had a couple of sip, but I could tell she was obligated to order a drink (dancers must push drinks in the VIP room you know). As the next song started, she took a final sip, and somehow my drink got knocked off the table, but it didn't matter.
As the song began she didn't seem quite sure what she should do. She stood over me and started the usual dance/grind routine. She had long beautiful hair. I reached up with both hands and pushed it back behind her head so I could better see her face, and I pulled her closer to me and told her, "you don't have to dance, I just want you close to me". It was the truth, I just wanted her next to me, no dancing, no grind, no act, just a few minutes with her in my arms. I think she sensed it was the truth because she relaxed and put her arms around me, put her face next to mine.
I ran my fingers through her long brunette hair, touched her arms, and pulled her close. While she danced we talked a little, and I learned she was 27 years old, and that she was Italian. She kept her face close to mine and I could feel her hot breath on my cheek. At first she seemed a little uncomfortable that I didn't want the usual bump and grind from her but after a couple of songs I could feel her completely relax in my arms. It is not something I will ever forget. For a short while there she was completely relaxed, as if we had been close all our life. As our time together continued she brought her lips closer to mine until finally our lips touched. Her dance was slow, and close. She never pulled her body away from mine. She kept moving her face closer until our lips touched again and we kissed again. I admit I knew this was risky, but a risk free life is not worth living and it felt right. Her skin was hot and moist and I couldn't help myself but pull her closer. She kissed me again, this time opening her mouth and frenched kissed me. I could taste the kahlua and vodka from her drink in that kiss. She lifted her top and pulled me close to her breast, put her nipple in my mouth. I'll never know if it was truth or just a show, but there was more said before our time was up, but I think I will keep that to myself for now.:)
I had connected with a passionate woman, even if only for a short while, I was renewed. When I left that night I felt like a brand new man.
Part 2 or 3: An evening at OGs in LV (coming soon?)
fishnet
06-05-2004, 02:33 PM
Hey! Parts 2 and 3 are missing!!!http://www.gay.hr/web/smilies/WTF.gif LOL. Great report Darren! Keep 'em coming! ;)
fishnet
06-05-2004, 02:42 PM
Respect him, SW? Hell, she owns Moneywise.
She says "call me". Moneywise calls her.
He blows her off. She pouts. Moneywise goes to the club anyway.
She scolds him. Moneywise buys her a drink.
She complains about him acting like a real person with real feelings. Moneywise apologizes.
Moneywise doesn't want any dances. SHE wants not just dances, but VIP dances. Moneywise buys VIP dances.
She says the dances are free if he buys champagne. Moneywise buys champagne.
CP
Chili is right on everything above. ::) It seems you are having as much fun playing the game as she is. Even at $180, it seems you got your monies worth of entertainment. You left happy! ;D I know. I know. True mongers would say you should have gotten 3 BJ's for that. :D Keep posting! The popcorn is ready and the beer is cold. LOL! This is cheap entertainment. LOL. :D I'm still rooting for you even if it's like wanting the Cubs to win the World Series. ;)
Darren
06-05-2004, 03:03 PM
Hey! Parts 2 and 3 are missing!!!http://www.gay.hr/web/smilies/WTF.gif LOL. Great report Darren! Keep 'em coming! ;)
LOL, thanks. I haven't finished parts 2 and 3 (the next two trips were also hot), but I wrote part 1 while drunk - hehe. When I get in the mood I'll finish it.