View Full Version : How to Transform Relationship with ATF?
alicia0033
06-30-2005, 01:16 PM
I would like to transform the nature of the relationship with my ATF from being her customer to being her boyfriend. What's the best way to go about doing this? Being a "nice gir"l she is not exactly a top earner and, hence, is a bit hard up for cash. What's the best way to take $$$ out of the equation?
Why don't you ask her straight out next time you see her along the lines of "listen, just wanted to know and i'll respect you 100% and will not ask again. I'm interested in you and wanted to know if you would like to see me outside of the club?" If she says no then there u go. u have to act cool if she declines. I get asked out all the time. The ones i would most likely feel like saying yes although i never have are the ones that seem confident and they ask like they would be fine w/out - they don't beg or look sad.
Clark
06-30-2005, 08:56 PM
Now I don't feel so pathetic for the question I asked.
(Essentially how to keep my desire to date my ATF from making things socially awkward or making me a bad customer.)
laplover69
07-02-2005, 08:30 AM
Never fall in love with a Stripper
Part 1-The Encounter
Never fall in love with a stripper son, she's sure to break your
heart.
You'll end up in a coiled web and soon be torn apart.
Her beauty is amazing, her soul it shines intense, her body is a work
of art from which there's no defense.
She'll captivate you with desire; you'll lose your way it seems,
Her pleasantries engulf your thoughts and permeate your dreams.
Imagination running wild, each step she closer moves,
Her eyes enchanting meet yours in fire; she closes on your grove.
The sensuality extreme, the eros so sublime
She welcomes you into her world, a fantasy in time.
She'll placate all your questions, advise you in return,
"You are the only one for her", your passion starts to burn.
Enveloped by her glory, enchantedly demure,
Anticipation takes control and spins a deadly lure.
The club is closing quickly you realize your fate,
You better make your move real quick; it's getting much too late.
You've spent eight hundred dollars, perhaps a little more,
You need two questions answered before you close the door.
What is your real name my dear, and what pray tell your number?
You wait for her polite reply while stifling your "hunger."
"My real name is Vicki*, my number is right here,
I'd love to see you real soon, from me there's none to fear"
"I'll call you in a short time", I state in timid voice,
"I'll take you out to dinner, and you can make the choice."
Part 2
Ouch
Lunches, dinners, shopping, and times spent tenderly,
You really feel you love this girl; she fills your heart with glee.
You've never met a gem like this; you'll never so again,
She's nice, she's warm, she's confident and soon you wonder when?
When will her lips and yours first meet, when will the dream unfold?
When will your bodies meet entwined suffice ecstatic goal?
You need to know, you need to ask, the fever is unkempt,
"Do I mean anything to her or should I now repent?"
And so with courage, truth and hope you pose the query thus,
Do I mean anything to you and what is all this fuss?
"Do you mean anything to me? She whispers in you ear"?
Of course you do you silly boy why else would I be here?
"I now can pay my car loan, my boyfriend's Visa card,
I never need go to a store, not even out my yard."
"You're such a nice and humble guy; you've given me so much,
And all I ever had to give was skin for you to touch.
"I thought you knew this business, I thought you knew the game,
There is nothing of real in this it all is very plain."
"You mean the world to me kind man; it's ALL by my design,
I thank you very much my dear, my little dollar sign!"
Part 3
Epilogue
I still recall our moments, illusions manifold,
and how I let my honest heart refuse to be so cold.
I thought she really liked me, perhaps a hint of love,
I used to think she's heaven sent, an angel from above.
Reality is stark my friend, and sometimes hard to find.
But one thing that I've learned from this, sweet strippers make us
blind.
So take my words to heart; Believe! And stop a sec to think,
Is what you feel, the real thing, or brought on by 6 drinks.
Have fun, enjoy, partake of life, be in control of you
And never let a stripper in, because they are like glue.
Never fall in love with a stripper son, she'll always break your heart
You'll always be her ATM at whom she'll aim her dart!
alicia0033
07-02-2005, 09:05 AM
Never fall in love with a Stripper
Part 1-The Encounter
Never fall in love with a stripper son, she's sure to break your
heart.
You'll end up in a coiled web and soon be torn apart.
Her beauty is amazing, her soul it shines intense, her body is a work
of art from which there's no defense.
She'll captivate you with desire; you'll lose your way it seems,
Her pleasantries engulf your thoughts and permeate your dreams.
Imagination running wild, each step she closer moves,
Her eyes enchanting meet yours in fire; she closes on your grove.
The sensuality extreme, the eros so sublime
She welcomes you into her world, a fantasy in time.
She'll placate all your questions, advise you in return,
"You are the only one for her", your passion starts to burn.
Enveloped by her glory, enchantedly demure,
Anticipation takes control and spins a deadly lure.
The club is closing quickly you realize your fate,
You better make your move real quick; it's getting much too late.
You've spent eight hundred dollars, perhaps a little more,
You need two questions answered before you close the door.
What is your real name my dear, and what pray tell your number?
You wait for her polite reply while stifling your "hunger."
"My real name is Vicki*, my number is right here,
I'd love to see you real soon, from me there's none to fear"
"I'll call you in a short time", I state in timid voice,
"I'll take you out to dinner, and you can make the choice."
Part 2
Ouch
Lunches, dinners, shopping, and times spent tenderly,
You really feel you love this girl; she fills your heart with glee.
You've never met a gem like this; you'll never so again,
She's nice, she's warm, she's confident and soon you wonder when?
When will her lips and yours first meet, when will the dream unfold?
When will your bodies meet entwined suffice ecstatic goal?
You need to know, you need to ask, the fever is unkempt,
"Do I mean anything to her or should I now repent?"
And so with courage, truth and hope you pose the query thus,
Do I mean anything to you and what is all this fuss?
"Do you mean anything to me? She whispers in you ear"?
Of course you do you silly boy why else would I be here?
"I now can pay my car loan, my boyfriend's Visa card,
I never need go to a store, not even out my yard."
"You're such a nice and humble guy; you've given me so much,
And all I ever had to give was skin for you to touch.
"I thought you knew this business, I thought you knew the game,
There is nothing of real in this it all is very plain."
"You mean the world to me kind man; it's ALL by my design,
I thank you very much my dear, my little dollar sign!"
Part 3
Epilogue
I still recall our moments, illusions manifold,
and how I let my honest heart refuse to be so cold.
I thought she really liked me, perhaps a hint of love,
I used to think she's heaven sent, an angel from above.
Reality is stark my friend, and sometimes hard to find.
But one thing that I've learned from this, sweet strippers make us
blind.
So take my words to heart; Believe! And stop a sec to think,
Is what you feel, the real thing, or brought on by 6 drinks.
Have fun, enjoy, partake of life, be in control of you
And never let a stripper in, because they are like glue.
Never fall in love with a stripper son, she'll always break your heart
You'll always be her ATM at whom she'll aim her dart!
I love it. You should rap to it or sing it like R. Kelly does w/ his "trapped in the closet" songs
Derek
07-05-2005, 08:29 PM
Scoring with dancers is easy if u r a player: The key is money - the gal who says she needs $200 for her car lets say is open to u saying: ok honey u told me what u want now heres what I want - to take u to bed at a motel and fuck u. Dancers go for $ beyond that u r competing with their 20 something BF who probably supplies drugs to them.
Clark
07-05-2005, 08:54 PM
You look 50, yet write like you're 12. You may be my favorite troll ever.
merely_lurking
07-05-2005, 09:16 PM
Dancers go for $ beyond that u r competing with their 20 something BF who probably supplies drugs to them.
Who's supplying you with drugs? /:O
Mastridonicus
07-05-2005, 09:28 PM
Its not drugs. I think its his sig. Its the SAME THING every TIME.
His comments are so bad I think they gave me cancer.
amylynnej
07-11-2005, 06:09 PM
no offense but if you asked me out Im just going to laugh at you.
lwtex52
07-11-2005, 06:16 PM
I saw the quote, I think all of you know which one, and I realized, "So THAT's why some animals eat their young!"
That's my goal: One Revelation Per Day.
Luke34
07-12-2005, 10:08 PM
RIL:
2. You need to take into consideration the type of customer the girls were refering to when they said they'd date one. There are two major types of customers in a club. DANCER Customers and CLUB Customers. Here's the difference. CLUB Customers are those who come in and have a few beers/drinks and unwind from their day. They may or may not watch the stage shows. They usually tip the girls a dollar or two if they come around and ask, but not always. These customers rarely if ever buy dances. Generally they are partaking in club services only. DANCER Customers are those who go in for the sole purpose of watching the girls and getting dances from them.
So when we say that we have dated or would date a customer we are usually not referring to the customers who buy dances from us. I myself, have a dated one customer. We were together for several years and have a child together. However he was what I would refer to as a CLUB Customer. He did buy dances every once in a great while, but never from me. I could never see myself having a relationship with someone I met during a lapdance. It would just be too weird. And I think I am safe in saying that the majority of the other ladies here would agree with me.
Hope this helps make things a little clearer for you.
RIL this is a really good summary from Alexis...
Basically, you go to a club to be entertained and/or to have fun... if you get serious that is the opposite of fun...
I now realise that I am a club customer (I rarely go for dances but buy a lot of drinks for self and girls). The girls are there to make money..so as a club customer, I expect to be a lower priority than a dance customer...
I think a lot of us have fallen for an ATF in various degrees... and I am not an exception to this... people tend to believe what they want to believe.
Having said that ..people will always make a priority for people they want in their lives.... so if you look at the priority you are afforded (when you stop spending money) you will probably have a good indication of where you stand.
On the lighter side, Playboy's advice is to follow three simple rules with a guarantee that if you take these three steps you will not fail.
1. Look like Brad Pitt;
2. Drive a Ferrari; and
3. Spend obsene amounts of money.
lwtex52
07-13-2005, 03:51 PM
Personally, I would follow the advice someone gave me years ago:
1) Never date people that you meet in bars.
2) Never date people that you meet in church.
3) Never date people that you meet in police lineups.
To that, I have added:
4) Never date people that you meet in the Self-Help Section at Barnes & Noble.
Clark
07-14-2005, 11:33 PM
It's okay to date people you meet in a BYOB club, though, right?