Im a freak magnet too...ok a few more:
Big Broward county attorney..came in a few times building up each time how SUPER HOT I am and how much I looked JUST like his sister. This gets more intense so by the 3rd time I asked if he;d ever fucked his sister. He said "I dont know you well enough to answer that"..so...yeah...
He kept trying to get me to go OTC and asked if I escort..blah blah
Finally I dont see him for a few weeks and he comes in and tells me all excited that he found an escort that looks JUST LIKE ME...no dude...you found an escort that looks just like YOUR SISTER. Wonder if SHE knows that....
The I get Daddy. Tells me how I am gorgeous and just so sexual...and I look like his 16 yr old daughter(WHY do I get all the incest guys??)..gets multiple dances and wants to call me Claire...his daughters name. I drew the line at calling him daddy. Too creepy. I do however hope against hope that he was taking those fantasies out on me so she didnt ever have to know..
Old guy that came in all the time...he'd keep his WIFE'S USED vibrator (the same one every time) in his pocket and want you to masturbate with it. Stopped getting dances with me when I refused to touch it or have it touch me in any way...just ..ewww
ballbuster guys are fun...I had one tiny Japanese guy in NY who would pay me $500 to kick him in the nuts and grind the heel of my shoe in as hard as I could. Pretty sure he's sterile now. I saw his several times in the month or so I worked in Syracuse
sub/humiliater guys are fun...had a Broward county bounty hunter as a reg for awhile. I"d make him lick the bottoms of my shoes...my feet...massage my feet. When I got bored I'd leave him alone in the CR,but take his pants with me when I left so he had to sit there alone in his underwear...I'd come back 10-15 later and ask him if he was ready to do it BETTER..he would get on his knees and say yes mistress and give me a better foot rub.
Smoking Man...had a smoking fetish. The dances at this club were done in individual booths that were curtained off...so they filled with smoke pretty fast and thick. You couldnt smoke your own cigs if you were a smoker..you had to smoke his..usually Marlboro Reds or Cigars...the strongest he could find. He wanted you to drag deeply...hold it in your mouth and then slowly blow the smoke all over him.
He paid well...but even the girls who smoked were sick after that. You could always tell he was there even if you hadnt seen him if there was a girl that looked green in the dressing room puking.
One guy on Easter Sunday..older guy..tips me on stage and invites me to sit with him. Orders me a drink and we chat for a minute...he has a cane over the chair..so I ask about it. He says he was Army Special Forces his whole life and retired now on disability. I said wow....you must be nuts!(joking..kind of). He says no no...had no effect on me..I'm totally normal.
Uh huh...I have a friend who was Army Special Forces for a few years and he had serious mental issues from it afterwards. And this guy was a lifer...come on..you dont kill people for a living for decades and NOT have SOME change from it.
We do some dances...he's fine. Asks to do a CR...tell him I cant stay an hour because I promised to drive a friend home. SO we do a few more dances. Now hes saying things like "you want to hit me dont you?"......ummm..not really...he keeps going and GOING...you cant hurt me..I've been fucking SHOT...you're just a weak little girl...on and on....until he DOES piss me off and I punch him in the face as hard as I can.
Comes in his pants.
Yeah dude...you're TOTALLY normal....
Or the lebian who came in with her brother..they were both wearing boxer shorts and bloody t-shirts....WTF?? So she comes to tip me on stage my first song saying how shes so scared for me and I need to leave this place because people will hurt me here..blah blah..ok..thanks..
Second song...I start to take off my dress. She FREAKS THE FUCK OUT. "Whast are you DOING??/OH MY GOD...WHAT ARE YOU DOING..."
I was so happy to have a set over.
THEN a waitress calls to me and says they want to get a dance from me. Ugh. Ok club is dead...how bad could it be. I danced just for her and while she is telling me how scared she is that people will do things to me she is sliding down in her seat with her tongue out trying to lick me. Thanks for saving me there sis!!
I had a guy MOVE from one town to another searching all clubs until he found me again....that was fun. Would say things like "I have a friend that could run the plates on your car and tell me where you live and your real name.........but I wouldnt do that.........." Oddly enough..he never actually DID anything...just followed me around and brought me little gifts from the convenience store he worked at.Until I finally convinced him to go home to his wife(in another part of the state). They are Mormons,but he thinks that he will be discovered as a famous comedian(hes in his 60's and I believe mildly retarded)and left to be discovered. I finally convince him to go home.
He finds me on myspace months later and thanks me for saving his marriage..and that he will send me tickets to his shows when he's famous.
And theres more.....8 years of freaks ...LOTS of stories...




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I believe you Dottie and you have my support 
Why couldn't he have been a Doors fan instead?
I'd have that in the bag!


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