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It's a dirty job!

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Today I hand washed 2 outfits and 2 thongs in my bathroom sink in preparation for a bachelor party tonight.

The water turned the most nauseous brown-gray I have seen. What was IN those clothes? Smoke? Dirt? Grime? It makes me kind of grossed out to think of how filthy I get in the club atmosphere. Granted, I had worn each of the outfits for more than 1 shift, but still...

This week I met Tempest while she was in NOLA--we hit up a few clubs together but didn't actually work together. We tried at Visions and they had enough girls for day shift, so Tempest went to Lipstixx, where she did quite well, and I went to a Metairie club that night, where I did lousy. I've never made more than $150 at that club and I need to stop going back. I'm glad, though, to have a bachelor party booked tonight. That's easy money and I adore getting paid up front.

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Updated 02-09-2009 at 05:30 PM by Winged Dinghy

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  1. AngelWithHorns's Avatar
    Don't worry-the brown stuff coming out of your clothes probably *was* tar from cigarettes. Ask a smoker to hold a tissue on their lips and exhale after taking a drag on a cigarette. *That* is the stuff sticking to their lungs.

    Also, I finally noticed your comment on my blog about domination work. As far as I can tell, it's quite like private party dancing. You decide what you will/won't do, establish the boundaries, and only work jobs you feel comfortable working. Also, as with everything else, working indenpedently seems to get me the most money. There's no bdsm scene out here and I don't escort, so outside representation would do nothing for me. Once I stop being fat, I also intend to offer bartending/topless bartending, fantasy housekeeping, and whatever else seems profitable. Also, I intend to dance.