I can't say too much bad about the clubs I work in. Money-wise, they're not bad, and the girls/staff is really very nice. At first, it surprised me that the managers tended to be so familiar with the dancers, but now I see that it's really not intended in a harmful way. Everyone is very flirtatious, which is actually a good thing, because it keeps me in a "Sex Goddess" mode all night, even when my hustle is slow or ineffective.
BUT...
I'm trying to train my managers (nicely!) to know where my boundaries are. I'm very fortunate in that they all take the hint pretty easily, but I thought my lines would at least be amsusing.
A few nights ago one of our managers (who was drunk) kept grabbing me and kissing me on the neck. I turned to him and said, "You know, it's funny that you keep kissing me there. My fiancee was kissing and licking me in that SAME SPOT this afternoon!"
Then last night one of my deejays (not manager, but also drunk) came up and approached me like he was about to kiss me on the mouth. I waited until he was about three inches away, coughed in his face, and said, "Did I mention that I've got strep throat?"
Oh, and not specifically management, but to the last custy who tried to lick my breasts: "That salty taste is from my boyfriend's cum. He gave me a pearl necklace about an hour before I came to work. He has the SWEETEST cum, doesn't he?" <BIG SMILE>





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GREAT thread!

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