So I started dancing at a strip club about a week ago. The first night was ok, except that I got hardly any sleep the night before because I was so nervous, and ended up going home early because I was so exhausted. The second night was better, I made some money and all the guys seemed pretty decent.
The third night, I had my stage set right away and a guy waved me over to talk to him right after that. I chatted with him for a while and even though I got kind of a bad vibe off of him, I took him back for a lapdance anyway. I gave him the rules (customers can only touch the waist/hips). He was being gross and grabby, and doing this weird tongue wiggle thing at me (ewwww) but I was evading and handling it until he LICKED MY BOOB. I immediately told him very emphatically NOT to do that, and he was relatively well behaved until the end of the dance, when he stood up and gave me a hug and rubbed his boner on me through his pants--he was clearly not wearing underwear.
So I went back to the dressing room, and all that I could think about was that I had just gotten $10 for a guy to lick me and rub his boner on me and that this was definitely NOT worth it. I think what really upset me was that I put myself into the situation--I was more mad at myself than at the gross boner guy. I ended up going to management and telling them I didn't want to dance anymore, and asking for my old job back as a beer tub girl. That night they said it was dancing or nothing, but a couple days later they called me and said I could do the beer tub again--I'm sure they ultimately want me to go back to dancing again, and I WANT to go back to dancing, but only after I stop feeling so freaked out.
So my questions are:
1. Am I being too sensitive here?
2. If so, how do I get over worrying that everyone I approach is going to molest me?
3. Seriously, why would anyone think licking someone's boob in a $20 lapdance is ok? It seems like "DON'T LICK THE STRIPPERS" is a pretty easy rule to understand.
Thanks!


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), and another tried to even kiss me. Just know, most of them are delusional with their thoughts of grandeur. I did the fish face thing, became mean, and sometimes, just stopped in the middle of the dance, got my money, and told the manager...who'd proceed to kick them out. Stripping requires thick skin. That's a given. End of story. Keep in mind you're fulfilling a fantasy of theirs....remember that. I look at it as a "Character Building Boot Camp" kind of thing. 



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