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fishnet
02-05-2004, 05:54 PM
DC...all the dancers had a chance with the"A Night In The Life of a Dancer" thread and they are welcome to post here too. I'd say they aren't interested. :( Fortunately fo us, Lilith is posting on a regular basis. :)

Thank you Lilith!!!! :-* :-* Keep the stories coming!!!!

Happy_Camper
02-06-2004, 12:09 AM
we all just need to randomly, unknowingly go in to visit Lilith and see if we end up in one of her stories.

lestat1
02-06-2004, 12:55 AM
we all just need to randomly, unknowingly go in to visit Lilith and see if we end up in one of her stories.


I can picture it now: "So this hot guy came into the club tonight and I just swooned...he was so amazing I wanted to jump him right there, but this dorky computer guy interrupted and asked for a dance! Ugh, he barely talked at all, except to ask me out to long john silver's. It was really weird. Plus, he started whining about something or other, I dunno...I stopped after one song anyway."

-lestatdl1 :rotfl:

SportsWriter2
02-06-2004, 06:48 AM
I drive by this one club on the way to and from downcity (that's what we call it). I stopped in just to take a wiz and get a few hugs. But the bouncer comes over and says, "I got a new one for you fresh out of the wrapper. Just break her in easy." This is my JOB in clubs. Bouncers and housemoms seek me out.

Miss T was 19 and very pretty with this shy "I dunno if I should really be here" look in her eyes. I was her first customer and she started out slowly, but I showed her some moves and she had her nipple on my lips for about 20 seconds at one point. I didn't really munch. There's a point where lips feel the compression before a nipple does.

If I get any dances, I have to include Miss E. She pressed her right boob on my face and started on my case: "You were in your glory with a new dancer, weren't you. You think we didn't see her letting you munch? You couldn't even give her one day of innocence? That is sooo sad."

I gotta stop doing this. It's getting too easy.


OOPS, SORRY, I THOUGHT THIS WAS FOR JOB-RELATED STUFF, BUT IT'S ONLY FOR DANCERS

doc-catfish
02-06-2004, 09:03 AM
DC...all the dancers had a chance with the"A Night In The Life of a Dancer" thread and they are welcome to post here too. I'd say they aren't interested. :( Fortunately fo us, Lilith is posting on a regular basis. :)

That's a possibility Fish, as Lilith is clearly more adept with her words than some of the other gals, and some gals may have good reasons not to share their stories.

But I also wonder if this thread is suffering from what I like to call "Vague Title Syndrome". If a thread on a BBS doesn't have a title that commands my curiosity, I generally don't click on it and therefore don't get to see what its about. Perhaps we'd see other gals posting if they understood the purpose of the thread. "Post Trip Reports Here" is easy to understand. "A Night At The Office" may only be understood by regulars to this board.

Perhaps FBR could add a description to the title.

FBR
02-06-2004, 11:19 AM
OK I posted a description. Maybe that will help. Let me know if you can think of a catchier one.

FBR

Lilith
02-06-2004, 03:22 PM
Thursday

I was fingered on stage by a woman. When I gave her my "we-are-not-amused" look and told her "Don't ever do that again," she started to whine.

"But whaddya meeeeeean, I can't do thaaaat. I just wanna have some fuuuuun. It doesn't huuuuuuurt you, don't you liiiiiike me?"

My bouncer paid that party a visit. Told them that if they ever tipped the stage again and the dancer so much as blinked in surprise, he would toss them all out on their asses... including Little Miss Touchy.

Had a guy showering me with dollars on stage. unfortunately, he didn't approach until the song was almost over. He had his little bit of fun and then I thanked him and made to leave the stage.

Guy: You aren't done yet.
Me: Yes, actually, I am. The song is over.
Guy: You have another.
Me: No, I don't. I have to leave the stage now.
Guy: But I've got money, so you have another song.
Me: It doesn't work that way. I. Have. To. Go. Now. Have fun.

For the second night in a row, I was robbed in VIP.

I came out of VIP, where I had been robbed, to find that my co-workers had poured drinks all over my work bag. My bag will have to be replaced. There is a dancer (and I use the term loosely) by the name of Venus whom everyone has hated since she started. Venus also has a black bag and keeps it in the same corner as mine. Cynthia and Tawnia said they thought they were getting Venus' bag. Considering Tawnia had just been to the manager to complain about Venus, and Cynthia offered to pay for the damages, I'm inclined to believe them but it still pissed me off to high heavens. It's a good thing I was wearing the expensive dress at the time, because it would have ruined it. Sure they are sorry, but Cynthia and Tawnia aren't the ones who have to clean up the mess.

Just to add insult to injury, I took home $55. Someone remind me why I do this.

Lilith
02-06-2004, 03:50 PM
I am in a seriously bad mood. Time for some uplifting club stories to offset that.

October 29

After a series of PMs, Velvet (from these forums) convinced me to audition at her club (the evening gown club at which I now work full time). Since them my nightly average has skyrocketed and I work fewer days and make more money. Furthermore, she is now a good friend of mine and we talk several times a week.

December 12, Friday

Velvet is the undisputed club diva, holding the record for most dances in a night (52, which equals a total earnings in one night of more than $1550). This night, I could do no wrong. Dance after dance, tip after tip, I raked it in. I owned a Friday night. The club diva and I were neck-and-neck all night long, but I finally topped out the night as the top money-maker. Best. Night. Ever. The little red head who doesn't go topless... I was damned proud of myself.

January 12th, Monday

Second-best night ever. Corraled a guy in VIP for well over a hour, most of which time we spent merely chatting. Damned near finished out the night still in VIP. I love nights like this.

August 15th, Friday

Pay day Friday at my old club. Spotted a quiet guy, went in for the kill. Conversation was getting me no where fast, as the guy just wouldn't SAY anything. Finally asked for a dance, figuring that he would say no and I would be on my way. He said yes. Four songs later, we took a break. He bought me a drink and then we went back to VIP. That set the pattern for the night; four songs in VIP, a drink or a cigarette, minimal conversation (I think he said four words all night) then back to VIP for more. He monopolized my entire night. Along towards the end of the night, a regular interrupted to ask for a dance (promised much earlier). When I returned from VIP, Quiet Guy was gone. Found out later that Quiet Guy was a regular customer of the club diva (former club, not Velvet). He came back a week later to see me. And the week after that. Then we started dating. He moved in about two months ago.

Still doesn't talk much though, except to say that he loves me.

FBR
02-07-2004, 08:17 AM
Lilith, I always enjoy your posts in this thread, but this one was particularly nice. It was cool how you met your man...the story kinda touched my romantic side. I actually do have one LOL Some of the ladies on the pink site who have such negative opinions of guys who frequent clubs should read your post.

FBR

PS: Having a Quiet Guy probably works out well. Im betting you talk enough for the both of you ;) ;D

Happy_Camper
02-14-2004, 11:20 AM
So is Lilith on vacation? Did she work this week. I need a story...

velvet
02-15-2004, 11:46 PM
she was on a semi working vacation. i'm sure she will have tales from the road for you guys.

Lilith
02-21-2004, 11:33 AM
Friday
Not much to report. It was my first night back since going on vacation and the club was dead. For some reason, I had a bad case of nerves and I can't count the number of times I slipped on stage. I swear, the bouncers ought to murderlize any maroon who wants to sit stageside but doesn't know how to drink his beer without spilling it on the stage.

The money was slow and steady for me, all night long. Until 11PM, I never had to ask for a dance, it was all "Hey, if you happen to have a moment..." After that, exactly every other fellow I asked agreed to a dance. I didn't get many dances at a time, and NO tips all night long (which still flabbergasts me), but business was steady enough that I did quite well. Merely adequate for a Friday, but I'm not complaining. Some girls found nothing at all.

All the customers thought I was new. That might have helped my chances.

fishnet
02-21-2004, 11:46 AM
What? No vacation report? :( Did you work or visit any clubs when you were on vacation?

Lilith
02-21-2004, 12:21 PM
Yep. Working on that, because not much happened there either.

Forgot to add: a female customer pulled me aside momentarily to ask if it was Prom night. Puzzled, I said "Pardon me?" She remarked that her and her friends were wondering what was up with my gold evening gown, heavy jewelry, etc etc.

...

*restrains self from laughing out loud*


I hate looking so young. Now they think I'm some 17 year old who skipped out on her senior prom to visit the strip club. Geez.

Lilith
02-21-2004, 12:52 PM
Sunday, February 8th
Arrive at Pure Pleasures. Scope the place out a bit; looks very clean, very dead and the girls for the most part were average (looks and dancing ability). Hid under the anonymity of a customer pose for a bit, tipped the stage and then called a girl to my table to get the low-down on the customers, contact levels and potential money. Tipped her for that and then went looking for the manager. He didn't even bother to make me audition, just asked when he could put me on the shift. Promised to be in the next night and then asked to see the VIP area. A helpful bouncer showed me around and we discussed the business. It all looked very promising until the manager required that I go topless. Nope, not gonna happen.

Apparently the laws in Jacksonville and Virginia are exactly the same, with two very important differences. In Virginia, toplessness is allowed under tightly controlled circumstances. In Jacksonville, it is always illegal if alcohol is present in any form. Also, in Virginia if the laws are broken then the club loses it's liquor licence. In Jacksonville, the club gets off scot-free and the dancers are taken to jail.

Thus in Jacksonville, they can require nothing of you (because it's all illegal anyways); you just have to be exceptional to compete with all the numerous services offered. In Virginia, they offer very little (because their liquor sales would be jeopardized) but require the only thing they have going for them... tits.

I hit many clubs over the following two days and it was all very similar. Not much offered. It was all very reminiscent of the 80's, where the stage show ruled and no one gave lap dances. All in all, I would say that Virginia is very good for the dancers (they have to do nearly nothing to make money) but I have no idea why the customers bother.

Monday, February 9th
Auditioned at a place called JB's Gallery of Girls (thanks to Susan-VA for the recommendation). True to form, a bikini bar in the very essence of the term. Those dancers wore some of the biggest panties I have ever seen. Thanks, but no thanks. I wore an old pair of low-slung booty shorts and my thongs. That's when I discovered that Virginia customers and SC managers are totally unaccustomed to someone who can actually dance. Wow. Five customers in the bar and I made $50 in ten minutes on stage during my audition.

I went on to work Wednesday, Friday and Saturday. They have no house fees and the bouncer won't accept a tip so all the money I made was mine except for a few dollars to the DJ (who was very grateful... apparently they haven't heard of tipping the house in VA either). A "shift" was just one hour and forty minutes long; twenty minutes on stage and twenty off, three cycles of this and then you're done. A couple of hours a night over three nights paid for my trip. Customers were throwing tens and fives my way; management was parading me around and buying me drinks. Leanne (manager) told me that she had never seen so many customers ask about one girl. She wants me back in VA as soon as possible.

Here's the really weird part: though I did nothing except dance on stage (with NO contact allowed in any form), my hourly average was more than triple what I make in my evening gown club. Like I said, it's great for the dancers but I have no idea why the customers bother.

VA= Most Conservative Area Ever. The raincoaters would go insane.

FBR
02-22-2004, 11:40 AM
LMAO Lilith I loved your mention of the old lady panties...a hilarious visual :P Glad you rocked them in VA. I too wonder why the customers would bother. We may be facing the same thing here in Ohio. A new law passed which was to go into effect Feb 20. The bible thumpers are saying no thongs but instead 50's style swimsuit bottoms...no butt cheeks can show. And pasties...gawd I hate those things. Top that with ZERO touching (dancer to customer and vice versa) and Im thinking WTF? Its under appeal right now and the effective date has been pushed out to March 11. If it truly does happen, I may still go just to chill and hang out but my serious money will be spent on privates. This is really going to fuck over the dancers and serve no useful purpose whatsoever.

FBR

Lilith
02-22-2004, 11:46 AM
Saturday
I made such a very, very lot of money. This was officially my Most Lucrative Day Yet. Even so, I've decided that (for the most part) I feel the same way about the customers as MrPunk feels about dancers. I'm thoroughly tired of having to converse with these drunken, imbecilic little reprobates, disgusted by having to entertain uncouth apes whose social skills couldn't get them out of a wet paper bag.

The day started off quite nicely. As soon as I put my name on the ready-to-perform list, I made my usual rounds to scan the crowd and get a Coke. Most of the customers were twelve (our euphamism for "young and broke") and there wasn't a grey hair to be found (my preference is for the over-thirty businessmen). I did spot a presentable looking bald man by the DJ booth and introduced myself, asking if I might join him. Chris was an affable fellow, pleasant to talk to but I didn't think much would come of it as he was waiting for clients. In my experience, that means that he won't be avaliable for my sort of business until after his was concluded. Still, the rest of the crowd didn't have much potential and I was enjoying myself, so I stayed with him to cultivate him for later in the night. We had a good time, talked about food and his travels. He tipped a five when I went on stage. I confess to totally losing track of time; taking out the time I spent on stage, freshening up after stage and thanking the people that tipped, I spent about 45 minutes chatting with him. His clients looked like they were going to stand him up, so I asked for a dance. Off we went for three plus a nice tip. It wasn't even 9PM yet and I was sitting pretty for a decent night earnings-wise. I gave him a few more minutes after the dances and then reluctantly made my farewells.

The next four hours were one buffoon after another. Aggravating, socially inept, halitosis plagued idiots who bought one dance or two dances with constant smacking of hands and reprimands to quit bucking their hips and wiping their saliva back onto their own faces where it belonged. Three guys asked for more dances and I told them no. Hit the stage twice more just to get away from having to talk to these people; the stage tips were excellent. Took two half-hour breaks in the dressing room to read a magazine because I couldn't stand these people for one more minute. That is extreme, because I never sit around at work unless I am with a customer.

Sometime after midnight, I noticed a fellow who looked like a tall older fellow who had tipped me on stage. Asked to join him (in retrospect, I don't think it was the tipping guy) and we struck up a minimal conversation. His name was Chris as well. He has a stripper girlfriend who works in Vegas and asked me all sorts of questions about the business methods in Florida. Pleasant fellow, easy to talk to. We hit the VIP and, as I took my shoes off, he told me that he wanted at least ten dances because I was adorable, almost too pretty to look at. Both are the sort of thing I love to hear. It was my idea of the penultimate VIP experience; a bit of chatting, a few laughs, nicely interspersed compliments on both sides, a slow routine of my usual dance plus all my special moves reserved for the best customers and a little mild two-way contact towards the end. A good time for the both of us. His tip was exceedingly generous.

I don't know if the other girls were as annoyed as I was, but it was a very good money night. Most everyone did at least decent, some did well and four of us did very very well. I wasn't even the top earner for the night; I came in third. The top earner broke $1000.

Lilith
02-22-2004, 11:51 AM
FBR~
Virginia seems to be a unique situation in that the customers have never HAD more than what is currently offered, and do not know enough to complain unless they are from out of town. I felt like I was in a time warp back to when strip clubs were a burlesque show and before the lap dance came into style. Most towns have a ban on lap dances; the areas that do have them , only got them recently (along with their liquor licences). That is why the dancers still make money; the customers have never had more than a no-contact stage show and don't know what they're missing. I don't imagine that this would work out as well for dancers anywhere else.

Richard_Head
02-22-2004, 11:53 AM
OMG FBR that would absolutely suck. Nothing irks me more than when someone tries to impose their beliefs on me, they probably won't be happy until all the women are wearing burkas. All those changes you're writing about would do is put a lot more people out of work. My advise to all those lame ass politicians, if you don't fucking like it, don't fucking go. Sorry I was getting a bit carried away there, but it does show the importance of everyone getting out to vote so these morons won't have a say.

Richard_Head
02-22-2004, 12:04 PM
I made such a very, very lot of money. This was officially my Most Lucrative Day Yet. Even so, I've decided that (for the most part) I feel the same way about the customers as MrPunk feels about dancers. I'm thoroughly tired of having to converse with these drunken, imbecilic little reprobates, disgusted by having to entertain uncouth apes whose social skills couldn't get them out of a wet paper bag.
Lilith, I'm curious do you consider dealing with all the scumbags an acceptable tradeoff for it being your Most Lucrative Day, or would you prefer making less and not having to deal with all of the riff-raff.

Lilith
02-22-2004, 12:21 PM
It's a toss-up. I enjoy making money, but I would rather have dealt with none but the two Chris' last night. I liked them both and they were also good-paying customers. My opinion is that one or two dances really isn't worth my time, add that to a customer being a fecking asshat and I may have money in my garter that I didn't before, but I would just as soon have never met him.

Essentially it gets down to this: you fellows have read my office reports. You know how much effort I go to which ensures that whatever customer I encounter is getting my absolute best. Yet every night I meet mostly clueless asshats and only one or two who are actually worth the sorts of effort I put forth. It makes me want to just stoop to the lowest common denominator and give the usual customer exactly what he has earned: a soulless, empty ROB without consideration for him except as far as his wallet stretches.

Where are my Junkies when I need them? Y'all so need to move to Jacksonville so I have real men to exercise my evil wiles upon.

FBR
02-22-2004, 12:22 PM
Lilith, I guess you dont miss what you never had although its hard to imagine a club so tame. My future plans include a possible biz trip to Virginia Beach...now I know not to bother to go to any strip clubs there LOL

Like I said, Im glad you did well. In thinking about it, Im not surprised. From what Ive read, you are a hard worker and know how to put on a good show beyond dick grinding. Those VA boys probably didnt know what hit them LOL

RH, you are sooo right. I get pissed every time I think about it. The dancers are stressed to the max. Not only are they fearful of a drop in their earning, they also dont have any attire that matches the new rules. Theres a stripper clothing store right next door (owned by the same people) but they have nothing in stock that conforms to the new rules. Quite a delima. Miss D told me she would have to spend at least $500 upfront on clothes.

There is a tiny bright side. They had a big dancer meeting Friday night. The manager told the girls they could continue to give "good" dances to customers that are known and definitely not Liquor Control. I'll be able to get some good ones but I feel sorry for the dude that just pops in for a beer and a couple dances. All he will get is air.

It really does hose the dancers bad. Miss D will probably be OK as shes a slam dunk for at least two $400 FBR privates (I gave her a raise LOL) per month but what about the other girls? I hope the whole stupid thing somehow goes away.

FBR

FBR
02-22-2004, 12:30 PM
Where are my Junkies when I need them? Y'all so need to move to Jacksonville so I have real men to exercise my evil wiles upon.


Wasting away in Ohio unfortunately. I keep waiting for the day you announce a real tour ;D Set your compass NW and your cruise control on 80 MPH. Its only about 12 hrs. The top earner in VA you mentioned will be bitching that she only made chump change LOL

OK Im exaggerating LOL But it would be fun as hell.

FBR

doc-catfish
02-22-2004, 02:10 PM
Where are my Junkies when I need them? Y'all so need to move to Jacksonville so I have real men to exercise my evil wiles upon.

Aww shucks. Anyone else feel the love on this board? :hug:

Moneywise
02-22-2004, 06:31 PM
Love is grand. :cupid:

I'm about 6 hours west Lilith. I'll have to look you up sometime when I am on my way through J'ville omw to visit family in the carolinas. ;D

Lilith
02-23-2004, 01:17 AM
Sunday

I didn't make jack shit tonight. Neither did anyone else. A couple of us cracked jokes that we cleaned out every guy in town last night. The bar was busy (for a Sunday) really early.. like eight o'clock. No one is ready for a dance that early though. Unfortunately, the customers hightailed it home by ten and never did get ready for dances. We finished out the night with six customers.

C'est la vie. What better to do in an empty bar but go hog wild? Which is what we did. Someone corralled a customer and made him run out to Wal-Mart for us to get a camera and some candles. When he came back, she gave him free lap dances. She re-joined us in the dressing room, which was now totally done out with lit candles and dim lighting, saying that this guy was like "Woo-hoo!" over getting VIP treatment for a run to WallyWorld. Someone said, "Yeah, I bet he's hoping to get something great with this camera."

We looked at each other. Looked at the camera. *insert evil grin*

We had hours of fun with that camera. Several of us posed for a group booty shot (Guilty), a few girl-on-girls, three of us (Yep, me again) bending over and flicking off the camera from between our legs (our guy got this pic), a breasteses shot, etc etc. Our regional manager picked this moment to check on the dressing room activity. He tried to run, but we caught him.

The night just got wilder the longer it dragged on (and it dragged... and dragged... and dragged...). By Showtime one gal had put on her gymwear, a bandanna and blacked out one of her teeth. The girls went nuts.

But wait! There's more. After we closed the place down, someone suggested a group shot on stage. No, even better! A nude group shot on stage! Yes!

And, yes, I was naked.

The grand finale was when three other girls and I streaked all the way through the club, back to the office, flashed our regional manager and ran, naked and howling, back to the dressing room. He tipped us $5 for that.

Good times, man, good times.

fishnet
02-23-2004, 04:08 AM
LMAO!!! And you wonder why we want to know this stuff. :D

Lilith
02-28-2004, 02:14 AM
Friday

Nothing to write home to Mamma about. We easily had more than 30 girls, and a lot of new faces. None of the new girls have much in the way of looks or style though, which I think is great. They pad the list so I have to go on stage less (more time hustling) and make the great-looking girls (me) look even better by comparison.

It was fairly crowded tonight, enough so that one of the new girls spent the whole night in the dressing room from crowd-anxiety. The crowd was mostly Lookie-Lou's though; not spending much. I was going to start complaining until I heard how the other girls were doing (nothing). I did well for the night. I would say this is adequate for a Friday, but not half bad considering how little the other girls made.

FBR
02-28-2004, 12:49 PM
Never head the expression lookie-lou's before LOL The girls at my club were bitching about the same thing Thursday night. Must be going around.

I was curious Lil. What dollar ranges constitute a bad, adequate or good night for you? From what I hear around my club $150 or less is bad, $200-400 is decent and any night $500 or more is very good. The rare $800 to $1000 night is a blessing from God. This is based on a typical shift of about 4-5 hours.

FBR

Lilith
02-28-2004, 02:56 PM
You'll hear me talk about "pretty damned good for a Sunday" and "only adequate for a Friday". That's because my ledger shows me that I can justifiably have different expectations on different days.

Sunday through Wednesday, and maybe Thursday as well is as follows:

below $150= not worth my time
$200-$300= adequate
$300+ = good night

With the exception of Thursdays, we don't have great nights on weekdays unless we get hit by lightning. It happens, and it's happened to me, but I don't go looking for great nights on a weekday. Those are just bill-paying days.

Fridays, Saturdays and sometimes Thursdays are as follows:

below $200= you must be SHITTING me
$200-$300= No way, not on a weekend
$300-$450= Good night
$450-$600= Definitely good night
$600+ = Lil rocked out all the house, yo.

All of this does have wiggle room, depending on the crowd. I've had weekdays where I left with $350 and was disappointed. I've had weekends, like last night, where I left with $350 again (barely adequate for a Friday) yet was happy to have it because the majority of the girls couldn't top $200 if they sold their soul. I've had days where that same $350 left me pleased as punch and patted myself on the back the whole way home.

So honestly, the same amount of money has a different definition depending on what day it was and what the crowd was like. Additionally, my definitions have changed significantly since I started working here. I used to think $300 shifts were like being struck by lightning; now I expect them. The great nights are becoming more frequent as well, which alters my perception of an "adequate" night or a "good" night. Two months from now I might be like some of the other top earners in my club, who consider $300 a bad night and $500 a normal shift.

I am consistently a good-great earner in the club. I spent a good amount of time in VIP, make great tips regularly and take top three ranking several shifts per month, but I am not one of the stellar earners. I'm not yet a heavy contender but definitely in the top ten percent, and my earnings have tracked a steady rise ever since I started.

FBR
02-28-2004, 03:14 PM
Thanks for the insight Lil ;D I believe you mentioned that you usually work 6 days a week. Based on the numbers, you are bring home some serious Jack. If I were your BF Id quit my job and let you support my ass LOL Id be your lil sex toy when you come home all frustrated and in need of TLC ;D

Seriously, you make a good point that its very much dependent on the day of the week and beyond that, how bustling the crowd is on any given night. The other nite, Miss B was telling me that she made $500 last Friday and the club wasnt busy at all. She was on her game I guess. I think one of her regulars contributed $100 towards that but she still very well.

One of these days Id like to be around in J'ville to see one of your "rock the house" nights. Hell, Id even contribute to see if collectively we could top 1 large ;) Bet that would smoke the ledger just a bit LOL

FBR

fishnet
02-28-2004, 07:22 PM
Gawd!!! I spend waaayyy too much. I think I'll go stand in the corner and hang my head in shame. ::) :-X

Lilith
02-29-2004, 01:41 AM
As long as the corner is near Jacksonville, you can hang your head there all you want, Fish. And yes, FBR, I make some serious jack. That's why I spent so much time in the club; the top earners out-perform me over the course of a night but I made it up (or exceeded them) by working more often.

Saturday
I am so thoroughly frustrated right now. Tonight made last night look good. I topped out at over 3 small, but for the love of Mary... With that many friggin people, it should have been far more. I can see being happy for what i made if the night was slow, but that wasn't even close to being reality. The club was packed, at least two hundred people and maybe more. It took ages to wade through that crowd. But by God, not a damned one spending money. This was flat-out ridiculous.

Started out the night in high hopes. Got a fellow who was a little weird and a lot drunk, but it was early enough to shake off the heebie-jeebies he gave me. Then was introduced to a pleasant man named Dave. Dave is an uber-fucko; didn't (and doesn't ever, apparently) buy a single dance but kept me and two other dancers at his table by constantly flipping us Jacksons. The two other dancers are buds of mine, so this was easy as pie. We'd chit-chat and share with Dave our Trio O' Trouble stories, he'd order a round and give us more money, we'd hug and start all over. Considering that we had a table with a nice view of the VIP-walk, it was obvious that we had commandeered pretty much the only money in the house.

Thank goodness for Dave, because I found not a damned thing else all night, excepting stage tips (which were great). EVERY single person I talked to was with a bachelor party and NO ONE bought a dance. None. What the holy hell. There were women everywhere, including with the bachelor parties, and not the cool sort of women either. We're talking the piss-drunk, snotty attitude, flashing their kitty, ho-get-your-hands-off-my-man sort of women. One group got bounced because the fiancee of the bachelor was WITH them (anyone else think that's weird?), and kept standing at the stage dancing and flashing our customers. One dancer finally went off on her and told her that if she wanted to dance then she needed to quit playing and get her fat ass up on stage.

I am feeling really frustrated. So many customers, not one spending money; this was just phenomenally bad. One of our top girls made a shit load by finding every pro golfer in the club; the rest of us did pretty much the same as me (ie; stand around puzzled, wondering if the customers realized that they were in a strip club).

Blah. It helps to remind myself that in two barely-adequate nights, I make more than my BF does all week. When you look at it that way, it rather makes me keep my bitching to a minimum.

afxturnip
02-29-2004, 09:32 AM
Hey Lil,

Sorry to hear things didn't go so well Sat. night. More and more I hear how Saturday nights are dead; I usually don't go because I fear the opposite (I don't dig the so-crowded-you-can't-breathe atmosphere).

But big crowds don't always mean big money. Bachelor parties, from what I've seen, aren't worth the space they occupy. I have a friend who's getting married soon, and they may tour the local clubs. I thought about going, but they might cramp my style.

And the fiance with the party? Now, that's control! That's a bad omen if I ever heard of one.

Try not to feel too frustrated. The wheel spins and keeps on spinning. (Wow, I sound like a freakin' optimist!) ;D

Later,
-afx

FBR
02-29-2004, 01:47 PM
Dave sounds pretty cool. Ive done that a few times myself. Sorry guys...I admit it...I sometimes pay for conversation LOL It would be nice if there were a "Dave" showing up every nite.

FBR

Lilith
02-29-2004, 01:51 PM
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention the best part. On one of my stage performances, my garter was so stuffed that several dollars were falling onto the stage as I danced for customers. A guy sitting at the tip rail leaned over and grabbed them, putting them in his own pocket. I stopped. Looked at him. Then I went over and said, "If you really need money that badly, honey, then you're welcome to have it." Then I told the guy sitting next to him to buy this slob a beer, because he's so hard up for money that he was stealing from me. He got a good laugh about that, the thieving customer got up and left and I went back to dancing.


Afx, that was definitely the case last night. I doubt thirty of our customers were NOT bachelor parties. I've had my way with bachelor parties before, but not these guys. "Oh, we all pooled our money to buy our buddy a dance. We might buy two." Oh. My. God. Every broke fucker in Jax is apparently either getting married next week or the best man.

velvet
02-29-2004, 06:34 PM
i work with lilith, to clarify ,the bachalor with the fiancee with him was there by himself at first (i danced for him) then she showed up at his party! he did know she was on her way, but yea wierd.

dave was my first regular he used to get dances but doesnt anymore. i was thrilled that he chose lilith and another club friend to spend money on.

hope you dont mind my additions lilith

Lilith
03-01-2004, 12:39 AM
No worries, I just didn't want to volunteer information about your night. That was your story to tell, not mine.

For further clarification, Velvet and I are great friends. The "Trio O' Trouble" would be Velvet, Starr and myself; three totally shameless and evil hussies. Oh, the stories we could tell!

espy
03-01-2004, 07:59 PM
Now I'm trying to find an excuse to fly to Jax. I'm no FBR but I've got a couple hundred more than these B-Party boys. Lil, would that work for you?

I love red hair! Can you come up with more pix for the pink site?

Lilith
03-01-2004, 08:05 PM
Works for me, Espy. I'll post more pics when I have them.

Lilith
03-02-2004, 11:36 AM
Two ships passing, Jay.

NVJosh
03-03-2004, 03:53 PM
Jay - Thanks...I never knew the full quote before.

Lilith
03-06-2004, 02:12 PM
Friday

I had a very good night. It was pretty slow for a Friday, but a good night nonetheless. I wore my pigtails and school-girl tie.

I started off the night by putting my name on the list and joining Velvet at the bar. We chit-chat, do some catching up, have a few laughs and such. Early hours of the shift, ever since business took a downturn on the holidays, have been pointless. You can hustle your heart out and have nothing to show for it but a desire for a break by the time the crowd is ready to be hustled. So Velvet and I chilled at the bar.

I'm not half the hustler Velvet is though, so I tried to get out there and hustle a couple of likely suspects. One fellow told me on stage that he wanted me to join him for dances after my stage. He was getting a tableside with another girl when I finished so I made the rounds to thank the tippers and then asked to join a customer who had been giving me the "Mmmm... redhead" look. This guy tried to annoy me right off the bat. If there is a line which gets on dancers' nerves, he said it immediately. C'mon, whatcher real name, I used to date a dancer so I know you're all about bullshit, I'm not gonna tell you my name because you won't tell me yours so just call me Leroy, etc etc. Then he topped it off by announcing that he never spends money. *sigh* A tipper was sitting right behind me though, and looked like exactly my type (thirty-something businessman in buttoned shirt) so I let Leroy's crap roll off and I engaged him in conversation. Getting up quickly would not have looked good to the fellow behind me. We talked for a bit, mostly about oral sex, and then I excused myself. The original fellow who had requested dances had finished getting tablesides but was now ordering dinner with the other dancer, so I wrote him off as fickle and the businessmen-tipper was tipping stage again, so I went back to Velvet at the bar. Still too early to hustle, in my opinion, the crowd looked bored and sober.

I wasn't long at the bar, perhaps a few minutes, when this fellow approached Velvet and I. He asked if we liked our jobs. We said yes and laughed. He asked where the ATM was. *Velvet and Lil exchange looks* We got up and escorted him to the ATM. After a scary moment when the ATM wouldn't work (on a Friday? Nooooooo!), he complained that he couldn't take out more than $100 at a time. I gave Velvet a kick and a wink; this was looking promising. Then she asked him "what sort of evil are we up to?" He gave her money for the both of us and instructed us to have our way with his two friends.

I made a good chunk of change off this fellow throughout the first half of my shift. The first of his buddies that I danced for became infatuated and talked me up as soon as he returned. I thanked them both, as did Velvet, and freshened up in the dressing room. Finally had a chance to join the businessman-tipper (who doesn't ever buy dances... Hmmph) and Darren grabbed me again as soon as I stood up. Velvet was occupied, so he told me to find another friend of mine and have another go at his buddies. I snagged Tonya and off we went.

This time I danced for the other friend, as the first had disgusting beer reek. The first guy pouted (I thought we had something special, you're my girl). The second guy again talked me up incessantly when they got back to their table, so Darren grabbed me again and gave me more money to dance for his friend. This time he also told me to take Chris to the ATM and make him give me a nice tip (which I did). Chris bought extra dances on his own money as well.

Annoying Leroy had witnessed my frequent forays into the VIP room and kept winking at me in that "atta girl!" manner. I grinned and stuck my tongue out at him.

I made a few sweeps of the crowd, didn't find anything, but did say hello to Leroy again. He remarked that it was nice to find a fun, interesting girl and complained that he never met such a girl when he could take them home. I told him that this was because most women my age are nuts, no matter where you meet them. Then Darren gave me the "come here" wave for a fourth time and I excused myself. Apparently Chris was in love and needed another before they hit the road.

Coming back from VIP, I saw a regular who hadn't been in since late November (business trip to Italy). Waved, said I would be with him as soon as I could. Two tables away was a girl I used to work with at my old club; the obligatory squeals of happiness, asking where she works, her asking how much I make, etc etc. Leroy was winking at me as soon as I left her table, and said he wanted a VIP. (a-HA, Mr. I-Never-Buy-Dances!)

This was the hectic period, as it was about 11 by now and customers were starting to stack up quicker than I could get to them. After midnight sometime, I was rushing from VIP to the dressing room to re-apply lipstick and body spray and another regular catches me by the arm (Nylon Man). I told him that it was very, very busy and he had only an hour and a half until we closed, but he just had to have a session. Told him to find us a table and that I would get to him as soon as I could, gave him a big hug but I had people waiting on me so off I went. Got almost to the dressing room and some young guy tried to talk me into sitting with him, but I told him that I was booked for the rest of the night (which was true).

Did a bit more in the VIP room; someone told me to meet them by the bar as soon as I was done. I looked by the bar but he wasn't there and I wasn't about to waste my time hunting for him. Young guy popped up at my elbow and asked if I still had no time. I responded that he was in luck, as someone just lost their slot and back I went again to VIP.

Afterwards, I ran out of VIP, did a lightning change into the nylons Nylon Guy wants me to wear and joined him (Interesting and weird: the guy who I couldn't find was waiting by the dressing room and totally threw a fit that I didn't go looking for him). VIP closes twenty minutes before the bar closes, so we should have had at least five songs since VIP was still open. But no, as soon as I sat down the DJ called Showtime (last song of the night). I'm like, you have to be shitting me! Felt like crap because Nylon Guy didn't get nearly as much time as he had hoped for, and because I should have been checking my watch (but they NEVER leave VIP open, I swear!). Poor guy had been hitting the club (and my old club) twice a week looking for me, finally finds me at the end of the night when I've already got too many VIPs scheduled. So I told him to give me his email address and I would send him my schedule every week, so he doesn't have to wait for me again.


Hectic night, and I have no idea how I ranked. I know I wasn't first because Tonya did 32 dances ($800, minimum). I did well, though.

SportsWriter2
03-06-2004, 03:11 PM
Lilith, nice report. Your writing really conveys the hectic feeling of the later hours. This is why I'm an off-peak guy.

fishnet
03-06-2004, 03:58 PM
Lilith, nice report. Your writing really conveys the hectic feeling of the later hours. This is why I'm an off-peak guy.


LOL...when you go in with money, your fav takes care of you till your done. ;D It doesn't matter how busy the rest of the club is. ;)

Great report! Glad to hear you had a good night Lilith!!!! It's about time things picked up. I can't understand why they close VIP. ::) Must have something to do with the liquor laws. At my club if the dancer is still dancing, she can work 30-60 minutes after closing to finish up. Natuarally she'll have to tip the DJ extra but it is always worth it. ;)

Lilith
03-07-2004, 02:45 AM
Fish, don't I wish that I could stay until the crowd's money ran out. By god, I could have raked in another couple of hundred tonight if they had let me.

Saturday

Pretty much like last night. Slow at first, good times with Velvet, hectic as all hell for the rest of the night. The club was really slow for a Saturday, but I still found my money. We were seriously short-handed on girls, which really helped the rest of us get those dances, but it was a pain early on as I kept having to go on stage.

Remember the fellow from early Friday night, the one who asked for dances while I was on stage and then had moved on to another dancer before I got off the stage? He was back in tonight and got three tablesides. Quick, easy money.

My favorite regular came in tonight. I haven't seen Henry in a good long while, as he has a business with an office in Texas as well as here in Florida. Mmmmm, Henry is hot. Guys, don't ever think you're over the hill once you hit forty! This man has it going on, I tell you. Spent some time chatting with him and then back to the VIP. Henry easily gets my very best VIP dancing; he isn't handsy, he's fun, he's gorgeous and he pays me well. We had our longest session yet and he gave me a most generous tip. I'm always tickled pink when Henry comes in.

Fast forward to about a quarter to one, and who should come in? Nylon Guy! For cripes' sake. This guy is a totally great regular, but only before 10PM. To update y'all, Nylon Guy only wants me to put on a pair of nylons and sit with him so he can run his hands up my legs. No dances, just wants to feel nylons. He started out getting only two or three songs like this, and paying me VIP or near-VIP prices, but has upgraded to spending more money while less per song (does that make sense?). So now I know I'm good for ten or fifteen songs, but I'll only make $10 per song. This is obviously not going to fly in the last forty-five minutes of a Friday or Saturday night shift. Especially on a night where the crowd is so ripe for the picking that I need just wink and grab a fellow by the arm and they happily follow me to VIP (for $30 per song).

*sigh*

He had come in just to see me, however, and he had been looking for me for a very long time. He also drives down from Georgia. I wound up putting him off until the VIP closed and giving him three songs. He was annoyed that, two nights running, after finally finding me I was just too busy with VIPs to give him time, so I gave him the songs for free. I don't want to lose a loyal customer who guarantees me an easy $100-$150 on a Monday night. I don't know, though, what's your take on this, guys?

Anyways, back to my night.

I knew it had to happen eventually. My last customer in VIP came during the dance. LOL! I do a move which is fairly standard; you've probably seen it before. I slide down their chest until my face is near their crotch. Usually I then bite their shirt just above their pants. If a fellow has spent enough money, I get a bit more exotic; I'll reach my hands up and pinch their nipple while blowing on the inside of their thigh, about six inches down from their crotch (my mouth is right on their pants and my breathe is warm, so it makes a hot spot on their jeans, just below their crotch. Guys love it). By this time I know where their dick is, so I do this on the opposite side from the thigh their dick is resting on and keep my elbow on the dick so they don't "shift" it while I'm doing this. Well, this guy was a sailor fresh from deployment overseas and we'd done a few dances. This was the last move on the last song of the night, and he came. At least the only body part in the danger zone was my elbow, which I moved. I had a good laugh about it with Velvet in the dressing room later.

I'm fairly certain I wound up in third place; couldn't quite tell, because I didn't have time to check the VIP counts. I made more than last night, which is always good.

FBR
03-07-2004, 06:56 AM
Lil, your reports keep getting better and better ;D I love the details and descriptions of your various customers, the good, the bad and the ugly LOL Hats off to you for not freaking out when the sailor came 8) How did he react?

FBR

afxturnip
03-07-2004, 07:47 AM
Lilith, here's another vote of appreciation for your informative and titillating reports. They always leave us wanting more (yes, we're never satisfied). :D And the reports are valuable, at least for me, giving me a chance to see things from the other side.

As for Nylon Guy, I wonder why he's changed his modus operandi, coming in at the very end of the shift. I've found that shift to be the least satisfying of the night to come in on, because most dancers have resigned themselves with a regular or have retired to the dressing room. It's the wind down period at my club, and I only see dancers working the crowd if they've had a slow night and are determined to see more green. It sounds like it's a difficult shift for regulars at your club too, because it's a hectic portion of the night.

It's commendable that you feel enough loyalty to Mr. Nylon to try to work this situation out. But I think the situation will work itself out on its own. You do what's best for you, moneywise. If he enjoys your company so much, he'll adjust his schedule and make it work out. If this is some sort of twisted powerplay, well then he'll have to get over it. If for some reason, he can't handle it and you lose him as a regular - well, one door closes, another opens.

Speaking of which, what do I need to do to schedule a visit? Driving down from Minnesota does require a little planning in advance! ;D

Actually, I did drive back from Alabama once, about a 19 hour drive. What's the first thing I did when I got back? Went to see the fave! Yes, I'm whipped, and I'm sure I looked like this. :zombie:

Later
-afx

FBR
03-07-2004, 08:01 AM
I'll never understand the guys who just pop in and expect immediate and full attention from a particular dancer. That doesnt work unless the club is very slow and/or he is a major, major fuckoe. I've even been left sitting a few times, believe it or not ::) Thats why my ladies usually know when Im coming in unless I am purposefully making a HALO visit.

Lil, you mentioned emailing one of the customers. I think you should take that one step further and set up all your good regulars on that plan. I can tell from your comments that you hate to disappoint any of them but youre only one woman with a finite amount of time. Setting up your playdates in advance will optomize both your time and theirs. And if its a very good and trusted regular, tossing in your business cell number can be very good.

FBR

Lilith
03-07-2004, 12:23 PM
Lil, your reports keep getting better and better ;D I love the details and descriptions of your various customers, the good, the bad and the ugly LOL Hats off to you for not freaking out when the sailor came

I'm hardly the vestal virgin. I just rolled my eyes and pretended that I didn't notice. C'mon, he just got back from six months overseas and a redhead was doing dirty, dirty things on his lap. Not only that, but Velvet's sailor came too.

Velvet and I decided that we are merely doing our part for the United States' military. The next time you see a smiling jarhead or squid, you can thank us.


How did he react?

He tipped well. As he ought to, naturally. Other than that, he tried to keep me from seeing it and was no doubt fervently hoping I had no idea.