Originally Posted by
Pole_Catt
My last shift was pretty decent. Met, whom I believe, is the hottest straight dog groomer in the united states, chicago area. He owns his own business doing it, and makes his fortune teaching the classes. The sweetest part? His mama was the one who got him into it. 6'4, salt and pepper hair, and muscles out of this world. STRAIGHT. If I was interested in OTC, he'd be a BD by now. Real gentleman, bought a couple drinks, and I talked him into a room (without even a preview dance), and I only removed my top. Offered him the birthday suit, and he totally said no! I was shocked, and it geuninely made my night, even if I only walked out with 600 that night after his room and a few more custies. The good ones are out there, this dude reminded me of that.
Few more lap dances thorough the night, and another VIP from a gentleman in medical marijuana sales who I hustled for a $70 tip in a 15min. room, but was a gentleman the entire time. All in all a good night!
DOWNSIDE - split my fucking ankle open when my strap caught the pole and poked the shit out of me.