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Chili Palmer
06-17-2004, 06:40 AM
If you would have told me I would have met a little hottie that just pressed my buttons I would have said no fucking way.
Actually, I did tell you--there's always another dancer who'll make your heart go pitty-pat. Nice to see you bounce back so soon.
Of course I did tell her I was spending an average of a G per month at “club”.
No, no, no! Never tell a dancer that. One or both of two things result: either she (internally) rolls her eyes as another bullshit artist is trying to impress her enough to get in her pants, or she starts the internal "ATM exclusive" visage in her mind. If you spend money, she'll figure it out soon enough. The simple fact you overtip at the stage (not a bad thing) is one harbinger that you're different; prove that you're different in your deeds, not words.
Other than that, have fun, but remember the past so as not to repeat those mistakes in the future.
I'll be heading out to my club tonight, and posting the report tomorrow, unless our self-appointed hall monitor, Tigerlilly, objects.
CP
SportsWriter2
06-17-2004, 08:07 AM
The Moneywise Project is starting to look interesting.
For a first dance this was a premium LD. There was lots of mutual touching and the forceful attempts at jamming a nipple into my mouth which I didn’t let happen (at least for now). She has very soft skin and a wonderful innocence about her.
Definitely my kind of girl, but you have to learn to go with the flow. Even good girls will offer pink parts if they really like you, and you don't want them to feel rejected. Compress the nipple with the dry part of your lips. Give it a slight pull on release. Work up to a slight boob rebound.
Do two songs, then take a break to talk about what she really likes. Maybe she likes to feel sucking and tongue flicking. Maybe she likes to feel teeth. Show an interest in what she likes and she'll open up to you.
You can get dancers addicted to what they like and what they haven't even imagined yet. Money can't buy that. Some dancers secretly hate guys with money and give it up to guys they like, just to prove that money can't buy them. Many pretty girls have been offered at least $1K for sex, and that kind of disrespect hurts for a long time.
Take an interest in her as a student and person. Give her good advice, but never pay for her problems. Always listen to Chili and save money.
Some of the moments are priceless, like having a gorgeous college student say, "I've never had anyone bite my nipples, and I've never done it to anybody. It feels sooo good; I love it! Can we do this at the beach?" And she gives you that excited little whole-body shiver when she says it.
Moneywise
06-17-2004, 08:53 AM
Agreed Chili. You, along with a few others, did tell me there were "other fish in the sea". I can't believe how jaded I was. Going to that new club was like a breath of fresh air.
Although I slipped up when telling her the story of my "regular" I did come from an angle that would have let her know homey no longer plays that.
If/when I see her again I am going to work some of those angles SW2. She showed a genuine interest even before we began the real conversation. Perhaps she was good or perhaps she was just young and saw something "different" in the club. Regardless, I'll be going back there.
She kept making reference to how she hates when the "old white men" come in and try to impress her with expensive bottles of champage. :D
This club, very much like my reg club, has a LD area and a more private LD area. MY reg club calls it LD and VIP. This club calls it LD and Champagne. If you buy a bottle of champagne (which I will never do again..hate it) your LDS in the champagne room are free and unlimited for like 30 minutes. zzz
I already see I can have lots of fun in their LD area b/c it is secluded. No more sitting on my hands in a SC. ;D
Moneywise
06-17-2004, 11:41 PM
I was over in the other town today bumping around on my day off. Of course you know I was in the neighborhood of my regular club and couldn’t resist the temptation to try the day shift.
When I walk in the staff is recognizable with the exception of the manager. The gay manager works during the day. At first glance I would have never thought him to be gay but these are things you find out when you get in with others that work/manage.
There are a total of 4 dudes in the club. The manager is busy telling the next girl due to go on stage “they haven’t purchased anything or tipped anyone. They’ve been sitting there for an hour now. Don’t take anything off. You don’t have to take anything off if they aren’t tipping”. I thought that was kind of cool. However, he must not recognize who just walked in…lol
She hits the stage. This girl has legs that stretch to heaven, a mocha skin tone and a rump that fit so nicely in her little daisy dukes. I’m pretty sure she was South American. It didn’t take but a minute for me to pounce on the stage and start slowly feeding her ones. Nothing smells sweeter than a little afternoon cookie mixed with a subtle hint of perfume. I tipped five or so then made my way back to the bar. Fro some strange reason my first two vodka drinks usually go down in a matter of just a few minutes. It isn’t until I hit the third one that I begin to moderate. I head back to the bar and begin work on #2. Out from the dressing room comes this hot little cutie with a perfect figure 8. WOW. To think I have been missing this on days because I thought nights was where it was at (still believe it is). She hit the stage and I was back up there quicker than you could ever imagine. I actually spent the better part of her whole stage time there feeding her ones (about 8-10). The song she’s dancing to is hot. I ask her who sings it and she whispers the name to me. This gave her an opportunity to get close and she gently sucked my lobe for a second..sheesh
Afterwards she joins me at a table. She smokes. I don’t. However, she asked before lighting up so it was all good. I do like to talk so I guess it’s just as much me. . I now firmly believe I have a sticker across my forehead that says “Empty Baggage Here”.
The conversation is going very well and all of a sudden I know more than I would imagine I should know for someone she just met. In a matter of five minutes I knew she had children (already knew by the stretchmarks), the number of children, the status of her parents’ marriage, her hometown, her opinion of the area, her current residency status, and a few other things. I ask if she would like to go to the back. She smiles, takes my hand, and says cmon honey. WOW. What have I been missing? Here I was working to get mileage with my “old fave” and here I am in the open LD area during the day getting ultra mileage. She must have brushed her lips past mine three times. The third time I could not resist. This girl is very sexy. I extended my lips as if to peck and she returned the action. It was brief but felt wonderful. All the while I have my left hand is exploring the back of her thigh as well as that cute little rump of hers.
Afterwards she asks if I play pool. I went along with it and racked em up. She mentions she loves to play pool with people she genuinely likes (SS alert..heh) We enjoyed a nice game of pool while exchanging pleasantries. Sometime during the game she says “you never told me your name.” I tell her my name and then say “I told you my real name. Did you tell me yours earlier?” She responded “No. My real name is ******.
Afterwards I asked her if she knew “fave”. She replied “oh yeah. She’s cool.” I proceeded to tell her a small bit of the story of how she tried to embarrass me the last time I was in there. This girl just laughed. Although I had only hung out with her for thirty minutes tops I could tell she was on a totally different level than “old fave”. It was 7:30pm and the devilish side of me wanted to hang around until the night crew came in at 8:30 to let the old fave see me and then jet shortly thereafter. However I chose to just head out. We hugged and both talked about how nice it was to meet each other.
Not even 2 hours later my phone rings twice. It’s “old fave”.
So I heard you were in the club today.
MW: I sure was. I had a great time.
(silence)
MW: I really wouldn’t be opposed to talking things out when you have some time.
“CLICK”
lol
MW
Happy_Camper
06-18-2004, 12:01 AM
Not even 2 hours later my phone rings twice. It’s “old fave”.
So I heard you were in the club today.
MW: I sure was. I had a great time.
(silence)
MW: I really wouldn’t be opposed to talking things out when you have some time.
“CLICK”
lol
MW
Did I not say "go in when she isnt there and word will get to her pretty fast...?"
Moneywise
06-18-2004, 02:21 AM
Quick TR:
Damn. This is like a TR marathon for me. I guess I have the "itch" as of late. It's amazing what liberation will do for the human spirit.
2am: I hit that local spot again. This is the second time in as many nights. (odd for me) She's there. She immediately spots me and heads my way. After a pleasant conversation she hits the stage. I tip her 8 or so at the stage.
Afterwards she rejoins me and we chat about anything and everything. I'm trying to go SW2's route this time. Master her thoughts and the rest will follow.
We're laughing and having a great time.
During our time together I am gently stroking her leg which she reciprocates by stroking my inner thigh. I suggest taking it to the LD area. Off we go. :D She proceeds to give me a LD consisting of lots of heavy grinding. The blood had rushed to the right place and I was fully engorged. She appeared to be getting off on this. After about 5 or so brushes of the nipple against my lips I took it in and sucked it a little. She responded by sucking my neck as if she were giving me a hickey. The DJ remixed the song for the girl on stage and this girl didn't even flinch. She must have danced a good 6-8 minutes. My "old fave" would have stopped after she heard the DJ remix the song.
The first LD was so freaking good I told her to go ahead and continue on the next song. man oh man oh man. Great decision on my part. There was lots of mutual touching and brushes of the lips. I swear she tried to give me a hickey. :D
We make it back to the bar and I decide to ask about contact info. Since she's going to college she will undoubtedly have an email address. When I asked her about it she said "I would love to give you my email addresses.” She stepped away for a moment and returned with both a hotmail and her actual .edu email addresses written down on a napkin. I got my first email addresses. YAY :D :D :D
The night ended with a gigantic hug and kiss on my neck. What a fitting end to a glorious day. ;D
MW
Moneywise
06-18-2004, 06:45 AM
Not even 2 hours later my phone rings twice. It’s “old fave”.
So I heard you were in the club today.
MW: I sure was. I had a great time.
(silence)
MW: I really wouldn’t be opposed to talking things out when you have some time.
“CLICK”
lol
MW
Did I not say "go in when she isnt there and word will get to her pretty fast...?"
Yesirree you did. Nostradamus has nothing on you. ;)
Happy_Camper
06-18-2004, 07:03 AM
Did I not say "go in when she isnt there and word will get to her pretty fast...?"
Yesirree you did. Nostradamus has nothing on you. ;)
I am not right that often, had to point out the one time i was...
fishnet
06-18-2004, 07:16 AM
Pretty soon we are going to have to rename this thread "The Moneywise Chronicles." LOL. :D Great reading MW! You guaranteed the old fave would find out merely by telling your story to the new girl.
I was much more blatent when I gave the old fav the heave-ho. I spent 3 hours in the VIP with the new one during the old favs shift. Then I had the new girl walk me to the door. The old fav still pounced to "talk" give me what for. :D
Chili Palmer
06-18-2004, 01:00 PM
I rolled into my fave club last night about 7:00, right at shift change. Saw four of my favorite daytime gals coming out, hugs all around, and more than a little disappointed as I missed those boobs (not one less than a D-cup and one just upgraded to 1050cc implants that she loves me check on encapsulating with) and they with missing my wallet. C'est la vie.
I wasn't expecting much early on (7-8:30 is a real dead zone in this club) so I wasn't disappointed. Turned down a number of requests from 4-5 different gals. Finally, there she was: FRESH MEAT! Tall, slender blonde with some remarkable bolt-ons, doesn't look over 20. Never seen her before. I move up to the stage, throw some extra ones in front of me to get her attention, succeed, and ask her for lap while she bends over in front of me.
Stage show over, she collects her $$$, goes back to the dressing room to change, comes out and spots me. I've counseled in the past the perils of getting a blind lap, but today I throw caution to the wind and agree to nudes instead of my normal topless for newbies. I'm hopeful that the mileage will be there to make the upgrade worth my while. While we wait for the next song to begin, I find she's been dancing for just a month (first time anywhere; she was a waitress before), and that she is friends with 3 other girls who dance here (including one ex-porno actress). So far, so good. Starts off with air, then settles in for a straight cowgirl grind. Not bad, no fly zone is not being enforced (good), but no action south of the border, either. Never got off my lap for the first or second song, so I never got see the fresh cooch, a real disappointment. I pay her the $80 and thank her. She's probably gonna need a little more seasoning; it's difficult to start in the big leagues without any other experience, and she's no Al Kaline. I'll try her again in another month or see and see how she progresses.
I finally decide to take V up on her offer. She's a size 2 brunette with B-cup bolt ons that she thrusts out as she walks. Tonight she's wearing a baby doll top and 8" stripper heels. Instead of quoting me from her pulldown menu of available items (and NOTHING is off limits), she wants to know if I want topless. I agree. Off to the corner lap area (the most privacy). V is in top form, moving, grinding, moans at the right time, licking biting, rubbing ("your hands are sooo nice") and even--pinkies forbid!--light kissing that develops into more than that. Thank god I always bring that bleach to gargle with after every lapdance. (By the way, has ANYONE actually ever known ANYONE who got sick from kissing a dancer? I mean, albino alligators have a better chance of crawling out of the toilet at this club than you do of actually getting a disease. Will one of you sanctimonious wusses please Google an actual case and find us all a link? I'd sure appreciate it.)
After five laps with V, I'm raring to go. She wants to do VIP to finish me off, but the wrecking crew is due in at anytime, so I take a raincheck--she'll be Plan B if no one else shows up. Sure enough, I spot about 4-5 girls coming in that are all lappable. Suddenly, my current #1 appears, escorting some hapless PL to the nudes. He'll never know what hit him. I'm about to move over to the seats by the nude rooms when in comes a bunch of schmucks, all wearing tan blazers with some silly crest on the front pocket. 5, 10, 15, 20, fucken 30 of these idiots pile into the club, some wearing shorts, most in tennis shoes and mismatched clothes. Must be some kind of preppy bachelor party.
Fortunately, like most bachelor parties, they are fucken stupid. A couple of the dudes immediately gather up all the girls sitting at the fireplace (the hangout of bad/lazy dancers) and they all go to sit with the blazer brigade. Great, they're out of the picture.
Sure enough, two songs later, my fave comes out of the nudes, dorko in tow. Of course he hadn't brought enough money, so he's got to use the club's ATM and it's 20% service fee. What a dummy. I walk over as dorko is trying to remember his PIN # while nursing a hardon, apparently a difficult task for him. My gal J spots me, gets a big smile, while I wait for business to be concluded. J gets paid, dorko is dismissed, and J thanks me for coming up to her instead of making her track me down. She excuses herself to clean up (note to Puritans: most high mileage gals always clean up between laps. That's one of the signs a mileage hound looks for, among others.)
When she comes back out, I tell I want to start in topless, then go from there. If there is one girl who truly has me in her thrall, it is J right now. If I haven't described her before, let me now: 5'8" Latina beauty, DD bolt-ons, and truly ripped. I mean she is shredded. She's a fitness gal and is in training for a contest in West Virginia that'll be televised in 3 weeks on ESPN2. She could probably kick MW's ass at this point, her guns are so fine. This girl hits all my little fetishes: Latina, big boobs and the amazon thing I keep buried deep in my psyche.
She immediately pops a boob into my mouth and keeps it there, stopping from time to time to switch from left to right and back again. Her hands stay occupied as well. We do about 7 topless before she finally says, "Would you like to eat me now?", which means off we go to the VIP rooms.
As soon as the first song starts, she says, "I want to see you naked," unzips me and away we go. Her panties come off, I slide down and she crawls up on the couch, we meet halfway. Buried in her. She's satisfied, comes down and kneels in front of the couch, then reciprocates the favor. Wonderful. We start a second 3-song set in the VIPs, she gets up and rides me reverse cowgirl, slapping me against her the whole while. Finally finish up near the end of the set, completely exhausted and spent. Total damages for J are about $500, worth every penny.
I'll be back to see her in about 2 weeks, prolly back at the club sometime next week. And so long as people keep waxing holier than thou around here, I'll keep posting the graphic details. I get so tired of moralizing on a site dedicated to strip clubs.
CP
fishnet
06-18-2004, 01:10 PM
Great TR Chili. Keep 'em coming!!! ;D
Moneywise
06-18-2004, 06:40 PM
and even--pinkies forbid!--light kissing that develops into more than that. Thank god I always bring that bleach to gargle with after every lapdance. (By the way, has ANYONE actually ever known ANYONE who got sick from kissing a dancer? I mean, albino alligators have a better chance of crawling out of the toilet at this club than you do of actually getting a disease. Will one of you sanctimonious wusses please Google an actual case and find us all a link? I'd sure appreciate it.)
HAHAHA! This is fucking classic. Perhaps I have no proclivity towards kissing a dancer. In this new club I am quickly finding that, given the right situation with the right girl, mileage can easily be obtained. It's all about making the right choice.
When you get in with a dancer you very quickly find out the inside story on the rest. I have only made two trips to this new club and already know who to and who not to avoid. ;D
Chili, your TR almost had me in tears cracking up. Great TR man.
MW
fishnet
06-18-2004, 07:39 PM
Chili, your TR almost had me in tears cracking up. Great TR man.
MW
LMAO!!! And it had the low mileage "Pinkies" running for cover complaining about those "blue ballers." ;)
Happy_Camper
06-18-2004, 08:35 PM
and even--pinkies forbid!--light kissing that develops into more than that. Thank god I always bring that bleach to gargle with after every lapdance. (By the way, has ANYONE actually ever known ANYONE who got sick from kissing a dancer?
I remember once my ATF told me she had a cold when we kissed at a beginning of a dance. I said, "I'm a big boy, let me worry about that" I figured the reward far exceeded the risk. And I was right....never even a sniffle...well maybe tears of joy on the way home. I think the kissing actually boosted my immune system. They say laughter is a good, I say kissing works even better.
My son had his bachelor party last night. It was an absolute blast. After meeting at a buddies house for a few beers, we went to an all nude club on the southside. I havent been there in years and it really hasnt changed much. Its a BYOB place which fortunately doesnt charge you to "sell" the alcohol back to you. In fact, they give you these large tubs of ice to store your brewskis in ;D Theres a modest cover charge to get in but thats it.
We called ahead and the club had an area set up for us when we arrived. There was about a dozen of us which was perfect for this little raised area right up next to the runway. Before long we were cracking beers and having a great time. My son was the center of attention of course and we all made sure that he had plenty of female attention. A couple of his buds tried to set up something on the stage ala the bachelor embarrassment deal. He declined pretty emphatically LOL Hes a party animal and somewhat of a practical joker but I think he prefers to be the one doing the joking, not being the recipient. Plus Im sure he didnt want his underwear pulled up over his head :o
Im really proud of him and enjoyed watching him cut up with his friends. Hes been with his fiancee for 5 years or so but I can tell he has the jitters. It was good for him to let off some steam.
Im not crazy about this club but one plus was that you only had to be 18 to enter. This allowed my youngest son to attend. Hes very close to this particular brother so it was a real kick for him to be able to come. When I found out my youngest was planning to attend I talked to him to make sure he was ok with me being there too. He and I are pretty close but you never know...I didnt want to to feel wierd. I was pleased when he told me he was totally cool about it and was concerned I would feel funky about him going LOL Hell no! Since hes been 18 for a while I assumed he had been there already but turns out this would be his virgin experience ;D Sweet! He asked if he could bring along one of his friends also which was cool with his brother.
As we were driving to the club, my youngest asked if it was OK if we didnt stay real late...he had a party he wanted to go to. I said sure...no problem. Im old and tire easily anyway ::) We agreed to leave 11:30-12'ish...just stay long enough to be social. My kids friend asked me about lap dances. I gave them a brief explanation :P and also talked to them about club etiquette. I wasnt too concerned about it but I didnt want either to get in trouble if some bitchy stripper thought they were being too frisky ::) I told the kid Id buy him a lap if he wanted and he said "Nahh, I dont want any lap dances. I can just tip or something cant I?" I assured him that would be fine and let him know I had a bunch ones Id give him for that particular activity.
Anyway back to the club. The youngest and his buddy scooted their chairs up to the runway right next to their bachelor brother who has a fist full of one collected amongst our group. I thought the youngsters eyes were gonna pop out of their respective sockets when the first stripper did a squat and spin right in front of them, the cookie fully on display :P I was laughing my ass off :D The older brother has been clubbing many times and coached the youngens on proper tipping and the dos and dont of tits in the face LOL It was great.
I reached down and grabbed another beer and then slipped over to talk to the kid. "You having a good time?" I asked, knowing full well what the answer would be. He was grinning ear to ear LOL "Dad," he said "remember when I said I didnt want a lap dance?" I answered "Yep, that fine. You can just sit here and tip if you want." I knew what was coming ::) "I think I changed my mind. Is that OK?" Hahaha Bingo! A future junkie evolving LOL
I went to the counter a bought a couple hundred in club bucks and returned back to the group. I pulled out enough for my youngest and his buddy to get a dance (I figured one was enough for their first visit) and pocketed the rest to buy some dances for the groom. I gave each boy his bucks and told them, in a serious voice, to "choose wisely". They've both seen The Last Crusade and chuckled at my attempt at humor. They both looked kind of crafty and I could tell would make good choices.
The evening rolled along nicely but too quick. My oldest had a plethora of strippers hanging about. He did several dances on me plus a bunch on his buddies. He was getting pretty wasted but that was OK...he was amongst friends and loved ones ;D With midnight approaching, I asked the youngest if he was ready to go. He looked at me like I was an alien LOL "Dad" he said " I havent even gotten that dance yet." I was surprised but I hadnt really been watching him closely. He kept disappearing but I guess it was to tip at another stage or go pee. "What about the party?" I asked but he just shrugged as if to say, fuck the party, this is more fun LOL
He finally left with a very hot stripper...slender with a tight ass and some nice BA's. After the song he came back all smiles. I really enjoyed his enjoyment of the experience. As he was approaching us for a second I thought, GAWD, seems like yesterday I was changing the little shits diapers LOL Made me a little old for a moment but on the other hand its awesome when your boys think you are cool enough to hang out with ;D
His buddy soon followed suit deciding to part with his bucks. He selected a really hot black chick with a booty to die for. She had been ass popping right in front of him and I guess it got to him :P :D He too came back a bit rumpled but with a face splitting grin.
Around 1AM we decided to leave. My soon to be married son gave me a great big hug thanking me for being with him on his special night. I had tears in my eyes (dont tell anybody LOL) It was great. I said goodbye to all his buddies, gathered up the youngsters and left the club. My youngest drove home which was cool since he hadnt been drinking. We dropped off his friend and then headed towards the house. We talked about this and that, all relaxed and just enjoying the company. The kid and I have always been close but I guess this joint experience bonded our relationship even more.
Although I didnt get a single dance, it was the best club trip Ive ever had ;D
FBR
fishnet
06-19-2004, 01:03 PM
Great story FBR!!! :) Does this mean we now have 5 FBR junior junkies in training???? Gawd help the strippers now!!!! LOL. ;)
The kid and I have always been close but I guess this joint experience bonded our relationship even more.
Although I didnt get a single dance, it was the best club trip Ive ever had ;D
FBR
Great TR, having a young one, its always nice to hear stories of father-son bonding.
Moneywise
06-19-2004, 02:43 PM
Nice TR big poppa FBR. I know where you went. The club name starts with a D right?
Nice TR big poppa FBR. I know where you went. The club name starts with a D right?
LOL MW you got it bro. The only place in town to see the cookie on stage LOL
FBR
Great story FBR!!! :) Does this mean we now have 5 FBR junior junkies in training???? Gawd help the strippers now!!!! LOL. ;)
LOL Fish. The only problem is they havent realized how expensive this hobby is :P
My youngest is a stud muffin...seriously. One of the strippers told my older son's friend that she'd do my kid for free :o 8) LMAO I'm like, holy shit 8) FBR Jr with good looks.
FBR
Great TR, having a young one, its always nice to hear stories of father-son bonding.
Thanks RCJ, I love my boys and am very close to them ;D Should I corrupt them? Hell I dunno but I figure at some point they will be corrupted anyways so I might as well jump in and show them the ropes ;D It was fun as hell and will be one of my fondest memories.
FBR
Should I corrupt them? Hell I dunno but I figure at some point they will be corrupted anyways so I might as well jump in and show them the ropes ;D It was fun as hell and will be one of my fondest memories.
FBR
I wouldn't call it corrupting on this level. However, based on some of TR's....(which I must add, I do enjoy reading)
LOL, all the best to you and your family!
Richard_Head
06-19-2004, 06:28 PM
Great TR FBR, it's great that your kids are comfortable enough with you to go a SC with them, my dad was a great guy but I couldn't have imagined doing that with him.
big_daddy
06-19-2004, 10:30 PM
I finally went to a club tonight and it was DEAD! It sucked. If it was not for a hot goth chic with a killer body it would have been a waist of my whole 3 hour trip. Hour to get there and hour there and an hour home. Had to come home early because my wife don't have a door key to my truck.(old truck long story) I remembered this on the way to the club. It turned out to be a good thing because the club sucked ass anyway. I got a dance from the goth chic it was not bad but I had not had a lap dance in a long time. I have had better . With more time and me fueling her bank account I know it would have gotten better.
I just got some good news...I just saved a bunch of money by switching my car insurance to Geico. Just kidding, but I did get some good news one of my atv's is back in a club just north of here and I will be going there the next time. Maybe next weekend.
britfreak2
06-20-2004, 12:31 PM
I made my first visit in 2 weeks last night. I think I stayed a little to long. I stayed from 6:30 pm to practally closing. I was kinda upset on the way there. One of my old ATFs was in town the last couple of days and I didn't get to see her. We made plans, but I had a weird feeling something was going to go wrong. I called her up and surprisingly she anwsered her phone. We started chatting about this and that then I asked where she was at so we can meet up. She told me she was on her way back home to San Fran. Huge bummer. I tried to play it cool that it was alright. She could tell that I was upset. Then she told me she'll be back in town in September. I don't want to wait until September. But, it sure was good to hear her voice.
On to the club. It was dead until about 8:00. Bunch of new girls except for a couple. Nobody I really talk to on a regular basis. I was praying to god that my ATF would walk in. Nope didn't happen. It had to be the week she was going to Vegas. Bummer there. All I did was hang with my buddies played some pool. I don't know if being upset helped but I was actually playing really good. Right around 8:00 we got up and sat at the stage and just chilled. Then, I got huge hug from behind. I turned around and behold my favorite watress in the world. And you know what I feel really bad but I don't remember her name. Finally! Someone I can talk to! She's doing alright. Then, after awhile I got a few dances from my #2 chick. We really don't talk but it makes the dances fun that way. Nice Jennifer Love Hewitt lookalke. Then, just chilled, drank, and drank, and drank. I don't know what it is but if my ATF isn't there I always get drunk off my ass and that's something that I been trying to avoid for a long time. Right around 12 I had one of the bouncers came up to me and asked me to lay off the booze and he told me that he'll let me stay because I'm in there all the time and don't cause any trouble. I got the message to go home and that's what I did. Having an ATF is good for me. I spend money on her and not on booze. Which I prefer dances to drinks anyway.
I'm still bummed about my old ATF. I was looking forward to it for 2 weeks. She was excited. I was excited. It just didn't happen.
Good reports BD and Brit...keep em coming ;D
FBR
Great TR FBR, it's great that your kids are comfortable enough with you to go a SC with them, my dad was a great guy but I couldn't have imagined doing that with him.
RH my dad and I werent that close (god rest his soul) so one of my life goals has been to have better relationships with my sons. I think Ive accomplished that ;D
FBR
NaughtyNatasha
06-20-2004, 01:01 PM
boy these posts are great for hustle techniques :bouncey: are dancer stories welcome here ?
Natasha Im not one for decorum but heres how I think it works.
If you go to the club as a customer you can post a TR here. If you want to talk about your experiences as a dancer post it in a "Night at the Office". Its under the same Club Chat area.
Im not a stickler so I really dont give a shit one way or the other LOL I just want to read the posts LOL
FBR
fishnet
06-20-2004, 01:11 PM
Hey NN, if it's about one of your trips to the club as a customer, post away. If it is a story from one of your night's at work, post it in the "A Night at the Office" thread in this section. Either way good stories are always welcome.
BTW, welcome to the Blue side!!! based on your sencond post here, you live up to your name. LOL. ;)
Lurker_001
06-20-2004, 01:12 PM
Weather was nice friday,not too hot.I decided to pay bills with my savings and cash the check for some LDs.Saving account slowly dwindling,must rethink this...
Made it to the club around eight thirty got a brew and sat at the video game screen for some puzzle solving.I do this every morning at work to get the brain started.No freecell on the machine so i played some solitarie.It must have worked,the brain teasing cause this was one of the best trips out there i've ever had,lol...
Miss C is towards the top of the rotation as usual.She's upstairs on stage two when i arrived and with each song is slowly making her way downstairs to stage four.There are four stages and they dance two songs on each stage.I'm into the card game and neglect to tip her at stage four,standard operating procedure.She came over and sat with me as i finished my last few credits.we talked a bit.I think she is starting to feel more comfortable with me,well at least she is smiling more.Miss C is new to dancing,she just started in march.I asked to buy her a drink.We headed over to the bar and found two seats open.We talked a bit more then headed off to VIP.
During the VIPs i managed to fit my nine and a half shoes fully into my mouth by asking her to be my "regular club girl"...lol,but i think i recovered by stating that we are pretty much already a regular couple.Forgot to mention to her that the job is almost guaranteed six hundred a month,o well..The dances are nice.I'm asking her do air dances to compliment the grindage.It's a nice mix and alot of fun.If it keeps up like this Miss C has the potential to become my ATF.
Miss C is back on stage so i go back to the video game table.Miss K is there playing a word find game.I sit and watch her play for a while.We're not talking,the game takes concentration,lol...She says that if i find any words to touch screen them out.We played a few games and scored third on the top ten list,yay!
It's getting late and still have half the budget left.I scan the lower level looking for miss C then head off upstairs to check the time.Still don't see her so i figure she has a customer in VIP or at a table.As im going downstairs i look across the room to see her with the bouncer.She see's me and beams a smile that i'll never forget.We do some more VIPs.
Nine songs later...we did something like eighteen songs total.maybe i'm asking too much from her...she's back on stage so i ask for a hug and decide to call it a night.Songs are ten bucks and i payed her like two hundred eighty for eighteen.
I still have thirty bucks in fives and as i'm walking out Miss T is on stage.Walked up to her and started tipping fives,lol,it was a blast...
LMAO Fish you and I posted damn near identical responses LOL
Katrine
06-20-2004, 08:08 PM
boy these posts are great for hustle techniques :bouncey: are dancer stories welcome here ?
Yes!!
Btw, I've learned more technique reading the blue site than the pink site, and its more fun, altough sometimes disturbing! Thanks boys!
Richard_Head
06-20-2004, 08:19 PM
boy these posts are great for hustle techniques :bouncey: are dancer stories welcome here ?
Yes!!
Btw, I've learned more technique reading the blue site than the pink site, and its more fun, altough sometimes disturbing! Thanks boys!
LOL, post away Natasha, the more disturbing the better.
fishnet
06-20-2004, 08:24 PM
LMAO Fish you and I posted damn near identical responses LOL
LOL...and I was only 3 seconds behind you proving I didn't read your post first. :D Damn typos! How did that extra n creep in there? ::)
Moneywise
06-20-2004, 10:30 PM
Welcome Natasha. We look forward to grabbing the popcorn & beer before sinking ourselves into your commentary from the other side. :)
NaughtyNatasha
06-21-2004, 10:36 AM
Thanks for the warm welcome ! I'll be back working in the club in about two weeks so I should have some stuff to report soon. Right now I'm doing webcam with my friend and her bf here in TX until it's time to move back home, I dont know if you want to hear about that stuff ???
I was on the phone with some regulars last night letting them know I'm coming back to work and one has already booked an in club date with me 8) He's the one I'm thinking about offering up some new services to so it should make for a good report for you guys !
I havent seen Miss D for at least two weeks so when her cell number showed up on my caller ID around 3:30 this afternoon I admit I was pleased. I answered the phone "Hey baby, wassup vacation girl" LOL It was good to hear her voice ;D Of course I knew why she was calling ::) thats OK though. I dont mind being used and abused as long as Im getting ROI She told me she was working this afternoon (Monday is not a usual day for her) and invited me up. I made a semi commitment to roll in depending if I could get my work stuff done.
Around 4PM I was still working through some business financial stuff but decided enough was enough...shut down Excel...and headed to the club. My fav waitress spotted me as soon as I walked through the door and had my table set up with napkins, a brewski for me and a shot for Miss D in short order. Being a regular has lots of advantages ;D
Miss D was sitting at the bar with some customer. As soon as she spotted me she kicked his ass to the curb LOL Sorry dude LOL She rushed over and gave me a big hug and kiss. It was nice ;D Miss D is the perfect combination of beauty and brains ;D I know some guys here dont give a shit about brains...just get down on the gonads LOL To each his own but Ive always admitted I like conversation...at least as foreplay ::)
We talked for a while catching up on this and that. She just recently got back from a family vaca in New England. Her vaca was over a week...I was surprised she didnt get bored but she claims she actually had a good time. It wasnt that sunny but somehow she got a sunburn and was peeling on her tits and her inner thighs LOL It was hard to see the peeling in the club lighting so I guess I'll have to check it out further this coming Wednesday.
I got a big shock while I was there. Miss M, who moved to the west coast a couple of months ago, was there. Im like...holy shit girl...what are you doing here?? She and her hubby decideded to make a trip back this way to see family and friends. She wasnt overly open about it but I got the impression that things out west havent worked out as well as she expected. Thats too bad...Miss M is a sweetie and deserves tons of happiness in life. I had hoped that she and her husband would kick ass and take names out there.
Anyway, Miss D and I are sitting there talking up a storm, flirting etc when along comes Miss U. I'm running out of letters LOL Shes a really nice woman...a bit old for my taste...pushing 30..but such is life when your a junkie. She started talking SS to me from jumpstreet LOL I could feel "wanna dance" coming so I tipped her a Jackson to put that to bed. Miss D is kind of checking things out but fortunately she understands how I operate.
Miss U got called to the stage so I snuggled up with Miss D confirming out playdate for Wednesday afternoon. I can't wait ;D
I told Miss D about the bachelor party from this past weekend. Weve known each other for quite a while so she could relate to the stories of my boys. Weve shared stories about family members on both sides. I talked about my youngest getting his first pussy in the face (in a club) LOL She got a big kick out of that. I couldnt resist laying a little CS on her by telling her how much prettier her pussy is than the strippers I saw there LOL I was serious of course...she has a magnificent coochie... but we both kinda laughed. Sometimes its best not to let them know they own a pretty large piece of you LOL
This was an unplanned visit so I felt it best to leave kind of early. Didnt want to seem at the beck and call of a dancer LOL even though I sometimes am ::) Depends if Im in the mood, have the time or more importantly have the money to play. I signalled for the waitress to close my tab. Miss D gave me the prerequiste Dammmmnnn do you have to leave? I'm sure she was already checking out other prospective customers but she does a good job hiding it LOL We hugged and kissed both of us whispering excitement about Wednesday. Lunch and the RR Inn. Life doesnt get much better than that ;D
FBR
NaughtyNatasha
06-21-2004, 05:40 PM
Natasha Im not one for decorum but heres how I think it works.
If you go to the club as a customer you can post a TR here. If you want to talk about your experiences as a dancer post it in a "Night at the Office". Its under the same Club Chat area.
Im not a stickler so I really dont give a shit one way or the other LOL I just want to read the posts LOL
FBR
ah ok got it - good thing you let me know or I'd have been posting here . Thanks for the heads up !
Moneywise
06-21-2004, 10:48 PM
Quick PR:
It's 11:30pm...
You all know it's Monday night. What does MW typically do on Monday night? I guess she was thinking along those lines. I'm at work trying to wind things down. I'm double dipping in Outlook and Excel trying to get out at least within a half hour of my regularly scheduled end of shift (11pm). The perils of being on salary. In corporate circles it means you "made it" so tp speak. To me it simply means work is done when it's done.
So my cell phone buzzes at 11:30. I check and see that it's my old fave #1. I let it ring and didn't deviate from work. She didn't leave a message. Good girl. I wouldn't have called her back anyways. Get that money elsewhere tonight baby.
MW
Katrine
06-22-2004, 12:29 AM
I'm so proud of my boy!!!
{{hugs n tugs }}
I'm so proud of my boy!!!
{{hugs n tugs }}
Somehow I think MW might be more partial to the tugs than to the hugs :P Wasnt there a recent TR about his dancer giving him the "under the shorts" reach in? LOL
FBR
mr_punk
06-22-2004, 09:09 PM
So my cell phone buzzes at 11:30. I check and see that it's my old fave #1. I let it ring and didn't deviate from work. She didn't leave a message. Good girl. I wouldn't have called her back anyways. Get that money elsewhere tonight baby.she's actually had the nerve to call you? it never ceases to amaze me. it's never ceases to entertain me, either ;D. i would have answered the phone just for the entertainment value. what can i tell you, MW. sometimes, these young'uns get too big for their britches. if i had a nickle for every time, some young whippersnapper under the grossly mistaken assumption that she discovered a new trick to separate this old dog from his money... :no:
SportsWriter2
06-23-2004, 05:54 AM
One of the nice things about having a separate cell phone for dancers is letting the dancer you're with record the "leave a message" message. They get very creative. ::)
britfreak2
06-23-2004, 12:08 PM
Tuesday
Well, last night wasn't a normal night for me to go. I was sorta hoping to see my ATF working. But, she's still on her mini-vaction back home. I'm hoping to see her this weekend. Next week for sure.
Last night sucked. Only 4 veteran dancers working and a whole bunch of new girls. One of the veteran dancers I haven't seen in a while. She never talks to me except for last night for some reason. I kinda wish she didn't. I could tell that she was nerd turned not bad goth chick. She has a very squeeky voice that doesn't fit her image at all. And very drunk. It was only 8 pm and she was already gone.
Then, a couple of new girls stopped by. One wasn't to bad. She was really nice. Little old for me but kept me company for 20 minutes. The other one. I thought she was hot on stage until I got a good look at her face. I'm sorry but she was the greatest example of a butter face. She was nice but I couldn't make eye contact at all.
It was a pretty bad night. I could tell that they are really hurting for the summer time because the majority of the dancers there are college students and many of them go back home or on vaction or whatnot. I'm praying to god that my ATF will come back soon. I miss her damn it! Or at least my #2 or #3 gals show up this weekend.
Chili Palmer
06-24-2004, 10:16 AM
My SC friends and I have a running argument over which SC is the best in LA. So, every now and then, I visit the San Fernando Valley and go to "theirs". Here's part 1 of my TR for yesterday. I originally posted this on another site dedicated to DVNH, so some stuff may not be fully understood the group here. Some editing has been applied.
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Why is the dayshift at the Deja Vu is supposed to be the el supremo, sine qua non of strip club lineups in the greater Los Angeles basin? I am now 1-for-5, and that batting average only works if you're Shawn-fucken-bench-my-tuchas-Green.
Having taken the day off to take care some pressing financial paperwork and finishing very early (surprise!), I e-mailed Siren (a 6'1", not counting her stripper heels, DD+ mega-enhanced amazon) in hopes of finally partaking of her cheesy comestibles, er, dances. Of
course, expecting a stripper to actually reply while the day is still in the Ante Meridian mode is akin to expecting Shaq to beat Rick Barry in a free throw shooting contest. Not gonna happen in this plane of existence, not even if you spot Shaq the first 75 free throws in a race to 100.
Pressing on, I rolled to the Vu from deep in the 909, arriving at 12:30. As I get some ones from the waitress I ask the waitress about Siren. At least this waitress has heard of her, which is a step up from my last visit, but she is not expected in. I sigh, settle in, and then wonder why I paid a $15 cover charge on NO COVER CHARGE WEDNESDAY, as the sadly underused plasma screen TV kept pointing out to me. (Never could get a straight answer--nice customer service, boys.)
Onstage is Ezra, a busty gal who is straddling the redline between curvy and too overweight to dance. Not being cerahas (note: he;s an LA SC scion who has a thing for very thin women), I think a woman who actually eats a meal every once in awhile is a good thing to view. A classic CP bodytype, I mark her down for some blue light test drives.
Next up is Monique, an exotic looking brunette who is truly a CP special: Latina, real (allegedly) C-cups that are just begging to be played with, and a nice smile as she thanked me for my tip. DEFINITE lap material.
The DJ announces a 2-for-1 blue light special, and I blow off a very pretty tall blonde to wait for Ezra and/or Monique. Both come out and head straight for the DJ booth, stay for a few, then head to the bathroom. They come out 15 minutes later, in civvies, bouncing out
after a whole half hour on shift (and you pity those poor Bangladeshi kids making Nikes in a sweatshop in Rawlipundi. Oh, the secret shame of the Vu, making the girls work 15 minutes without a break. Where's Michael Moore when you really need him?). One more sign the apocalypse is upon us: DVNH's 2-for-1s are now officially shorter than SRI's. Note: In case of rapture, this keyboard will be abandoned.
The rest of the line-up, such as it was. Editorial comments are all mine. No cheating by using the database.
Iris: "This one time, at band camp..." Seriously, if she isn't Alyson Hannigan's doppelganger, then I might as well just stick to perusing the "Super Busty" listings on eros-la. The anti-CP archetype: too big on the bottom, too small on top and number #1 on CP's list of pet peeves, she didn't take her panties off while onstage.
Also, do something with the hair. Some conditioner, a professional set, something that makes it look like it wasn't just shot by Karl Malone back home in Arkansas. Fuck.
Victoria: How 'bout fucken smiling at least ONCE in awhile? Another thin featured (if she were a Dick Tracy villian, she'd be Tinyface) non-entity. Just a quick peek of heaven before meandering offstage. Grrrr.
Dina: Curvy little thing with a great smile, just never clicked with her. Almost got a lap when I thought the DJ said "Gina" (a well known top lapdancer) not, Dina, but once he annunciated a little more clearly, I declined a lap from this surfer chickish gal (but meant in a good way).
Sasha: You know, under the best of circumstances it must be difficult taking your clothes off onstage before leering strangers, and then performing lapdances for same. I am deeply sypathetic and grateful to those girls who find stripping is their calling. But seriously, Sasha? Is the Vu recruiting from the LA Dandelions roster? This may be the biggest "stripper" I've ever witnessed. I'd
recommend a job in the food service industry, but she'd eat all the profits so that's right out. At one point the DJ said "sexy girl onstage" and I craned my head, thinking "Where, behind Sasha?" Never did see her, dammit.
Kiara: Following Sasha in some kind of cruel Atkins Diet before-and-after stage set is the beatific Kiara. Tall, thin, small-but-tasty-looking boobs, has accepted all 15 of my turndowns for a lap from her with grace and a cheerful thanks anyway. If I DO return here, I'm gonna lap her just for the wonderful attitude, mileage be damned!
Finally saw a dancer in civvies roll into the Vu, and bounce out of the dressing room in record time. As she headed straight to the DJ booth, I went into full Boba Fett mode, figuring I'd get at least one dance for my troubles. Just as I snagged her, the DJ announced a
3-for-2 blue light, and off we went. Tanned, C-cups, ass a little too big but not too big, ya know? Nice stems, cute lingeries outfit with fishnet stockings.
Song starts, and she is very open to a friendly dance, initiating some enjoyable contact involving at least four of my senses, all the while with that camera mounted 4 feet above us. Whatever, not like I bring my driver's license or my car has its plates on. Like to see the judge's face when the bailiff calls out "Chili Palmer" at the Van Nuys courthouse.
After the second song, the dancer asks if I want another. I tell her it's a 3-for-2, not a 2-for-1. She grudgingly goes back to work, except now I get the passive-aggressive knee-to-the-groin trick. When the song finished, she didn't even bothering asking if I wanted to continue: more bastions of customer service here. Her name: Venezuela.
One final note: all my lap pants were at the dry cleaners (she stopped asking about the stains months ago), so I was wearing some black dress shorts with my new Nike Air Walking shoes. Bought 'em to save my feet some wear and tear walking on concrete all day. What I
did not know was that the fuckers have reflective stitching, so I looked like fucken Tron as a PL. Truly pathetic.
CP
Part 2 to follow as I rescue my day back at the home club.
Great report CP ;D I really enjoyed your annecdotes. They were funny as hell. Looking forward to Part 2.
FBR
Richard_Head
06-24-2004, 04:09 PM
LMAO Chili, sounds like a bad trip but it sure made for one funny TR.
So I take it DVNH is not the best SC in LA.
Moneywise
06-25-2004, 01:07 AM
It’s Thursday night and I am itching for some club action. I initially decided to drive all the way into the next town to go to my regular club and fuck with the old fave. Halfway there I have a change of heart. I’m thinking why toss yourself into drama when gold is waiting just over the rainbow. I hang a U turn and head back to the “new” club.
On the way to the club I am thinking about Chili's reference to the "PL Pro's" and cracking up.
As I walk in I notice the typical sparsely populated scene with girls working the crowd. God, I really hate to be so obvious but I am looking for that one particular girl I have already visited twice. ::) She had responded to my email with an equally provocative email of her own. As I settle in at the bar I notice a cute Asian girl on stage be bopping to some hip hop. She has long legs, an ass to die for, and the cutest pouty look in the house. She’s not necessarily friends with my “new fave sorta” but they hangout. I’m on my third trip to this club and I walked in knowing just about ever girl’s tendencies thanks to my “new fave sorta”.
I spot her sitting with some PL. Apparently she spotted me entering the club because not even two minutes after I settle at the bar she’s saying goodbye to the guy she had been sitting with. You know I like that. I haven’t asked her age but I would guestimate 21ish. This girl just does it for me. Some guy had started chatting me up at the bar immediately when I sat down because I apparently look like “one of those “insert NFL team name here”. LOL The guy is talking to me as if we had known each other for years. When she walks up my attention becomes completely devoted to her. He gets the message and cordially dismissed himself. Nice guy. Bad timing.
She sits at the bar facing me after giving me a gigantic hug & kiss in the corner mouth/cheek area. The conversation is very pleasant. While we’re talking she’s making the most of every opportunity to touch me in the right places. She looks down and notices something extending down my left thing through my shorts then looks me in the eye and grins. LOL The grin spoke 1000 words. Either she’s a really good actor or she wants to fuck me. :P Aside from telling her certain details about my “relationship” with my old fave I really haven’t spent much on her “yet”. I brought in $63 tonight and spent all of it on drinks and 1 LD.
While at the bar I made mention of wanting a tattoo but being too damned picky (hence why I do not have one to this day). She has one tattoo on her tummy. I’m telling her what I would like and where I would like it when out of the blue she says “when you go get yours I will go with you and get mine filled in”. Yeah Yeah :D
So here’s what I gather so far: She smoke’s weed occasionally, has done coke, has sold “pills” to the other girls in the club, and is very close to getting fired because of the aforementioned stuff. They won’t fire her though. She’s VERY green but is also hot. I told her she had better not get fired before hooking up with me. This drew a grin from ear to ear.
While talking, her friend of 8 years who also strips there walks up and whispers in her ear. She grudgingly replies "I'll go but I am not doing any drugs". She's kinda between a rock and a hard place b/c her friend has just set up an after closing house vist and she rides with her friend to work more often than not. She's the drinker and her friend is the non-drinker so their little setup works well except when hr friend pulls the occasional "let's do this party" thing. My eavesdropping on that tells me that extras are definitely in the cards. :D
A girl goes on stage that we both know dances to hip hop. I take advantage by offering a lap dance. She takes my hand and off we go. One of the other girls (Ms. D) has just gotten back from dancing a month in Houston. J told me the girl made on average $500 per night working two to three nights a week. The girl was already in the LD area when we entered doing a LD… a VERY suggestive LD to say the least. Let’s just say she hadn’t completely changed gears since returning from H-Town. The bouncer had to tell her twice to keep one foot on the ground at all times. We sit in the opposite corner. I look across see Ms. D straddling the guy CG with her butt poked out. The G string is barely covering. Let’s just say it is pushed to the side and I see nothing but starfish…lol
The next song comes on and I endure a fun, dirty, suggestive little LD. There was lots of mutual touching. The bouncer seemed to be more worried about Ms. D than us so I took advantage of that and let my hands wander. DAYUM. This girl is doing more for me than my old fave ever did and I haven’t spent any more on her than the $25 for one LD per visit. After the dance she kisses me on the corner of my mouth. Yes… At this time I am pretty worked up..lol
We end up back at the bar where she starts asking curious questions about my old club. Long story short… she said that we will both have to go to my old club together one night to see what kind of reaction I get from my old fave..lol I might like that. I decide to cut it short and say my goodbyes. She leans over and kisses me again (on the corner) while I run my hand down her back under the crest of her panties and rest two finger just above her starfish. :o She asks me to email her which I just did a few minutes ago. I whispered to her “we’ll have to take this to the beach very soon”. She nodded and grinned. It won’t be long before I hit that. ;)
No drama.
No baggage.
In college.
Daddy's little girl.
SW2 for president.
MW
Chili Palmer
06-25-2004, 03:41 PM
After bailing on Deja Vu, I head 30 miles inland to the ol' standby.
FYI, Richard, Deja Vu North Hollywood is one of the top clubs in LA, with an often stellar lineup, especially during the dayshift. I just seem to miss all the Jedis and Padawans and only seem to be there for the B-listers and ROBs. C'est la vie. The best part of DVNH is the $100 bed dances (standard tip: $40), which are the best value in stripclubbing today with the right partner. No, there's no UHM or even VHM going on, but the mileage is still rockin' (at least until July 8th for this and the other LA city clubs). As my friends like to say, where else can you get a beautiful 19 year old to just scramble your shit for half an hour? Man, it is the hizzie foshizzie.
Back to my club. Hand the doorman one of those nifty passes I received the other week and roll in for free. After my eyes adjust (think Steve McQueen as the Cooler King in The Great Escape), I stumble to a seat and M, one of my "closers", comes over and gives me a hug. She knows her role, so she isn't pushy about asking for a dance right now, and even gives me some solid intel about a couple of other dancers she knows I like (not there, sadly). Hearing that news, I tell her to warm me up, and then we'll prolly finish up later on after I get my lap on completely. We do 4 topless laps, about a 7 on the Interactive Richter Scale. Nice warm-up.
Seeing I'm free, S comes over. S has been dancing for me for years now. Collagen lips, 500cc implants, she's a bit of a cartoonish figure, but always delivers for me. Well, almost always. Two visits ago she apparently wasn't taking her meds and kept talking (seriously) about aliens, government agents after her, top secret info, blah, blah, blah. Normally, not too bad a thing, but a real fucken buzzkill when you're paying $20 per lap to hear fucken Squeaky Fromme confess. Fortunately, no word today on SETI, just solid lapwork.
Have I mentioned just how much I like breasts? I spot E chatting at the bar with a loser (read: no money for laps). She's a relatively new gal at the club, but sports some major DDD (but Charmin soft) implants on a small frame. She finally gets rid of the schmuck and I grab her. She kinda harshed my mellow when she pulled the old "I forgot my panties so I can only do nude dances" routine, but I am such a dog that I agreed anyway. Just meant doing fewer sets (fortunately, a 2-for-1 was announced) and no tip for the unwanted upgrade. Just us in the nude section, and more privacy always makes for a better lap, but if she pulls the "no panties" routine one moew time, E's going on double secret probation.
Fresh meat in the form of a young, naturally curvy (C-cups, nice round ass, shaved cookie) black dancer. Dazzling smile, too. Made an effort to connect with everyone watching the stage. I was hooked, so I walked up as she finished her performance and asked for some laps. After a brief sojourn to the dressing room, she comes back out and off we go to toplessworld. She performs her duties well and with enthusiasm, and has now made the CP cut onto the regular rotation. She cemented that with her next stage performance, wearing a blue babydoll nighty with her hair in pigtails. I damn near Roman Polanski'd her right there onstage. Perfect fucken outfit for her.
While all this is going on, one of my number one daygirls, J, is being fuckoed by some young snotnosed punk. M has filled me on the juicy details. Apparently this kid comes in a few times a year, maxes out his credit card and buys all club funny money with it, and then proceeds to blow it ALL on J. Literally $2000 (his credit limit?) for 40-50 laps, plus all her dancer drinks. Here's the funny thing: she takes the kid into the nude room and never even takes her top off, let alone gets nude. Now this dancer is NOT a ROB--she is a wonderful lapper (though nudes are no better than topless, so there's no reason to go nude with her). But this truly pathetic PL has no respect at all from her, and she just takes advantage of him like she's Chauncey Billups and he's Gary Payton. SHe even dumps him early to get laps with me, that's how little she thinks of him. And he doesn't care, which is truly sad, or truly beneficial, depending on your POV. Whatever, I won't have to worry about him again until after Thanksgiving.
Here's the deal with J: 5'6", blonde, great personailty, very active and her goal in life is to do a lap'n'splooge with me. It's never happened, and she just keeps on trying and trying. I just hope I don't have to show up at her workers' comp hearing for repetitive stress injuries, cuz I'll be at least partially to blame. Oh by the way, there's also her 1050cc implants, firm but oh-so-squeezable. I just kvell whenever she rides me cowgirl and arches her back and pushes those babies straight up in the air then grabs my hands and squeezes them over those melons, followed by some vigorous harmonica activity. As Lee Greenwood would say, "God Bless the USA."
Finally, I return to M, patiently waiting her return visit. She knows her job, and damn if Eric fucken Gagne doesn't record his 81st save in a row, closing the job as only he can do.
Next visit: Thursday evening. Could it get any better than this?
CP