Thats sarcasm. I met a guy today, ask him his name and he says "A to the J." I laugh and repeat "A to the J???" And he is dead serious. Eccentric looking dude in an all white suit, shiny sunglasses (inside the dark club of course), and a long beard in a braid. He hands me his phone and tells me to put my number in it, and I politely tell him I do not give out my phone number to customers. He insists so I tell him what I tell everyone, "I can take yours and call you private." He gets super pissed off and says, "I don't give my number to anyone, especially if you aren't going to give me yours I don't play that shit." So at that point I told him it was nice to meet him and that I hope he enjoyed his stay.......... A to the J lmao
Theennnnnnnn there is this guy, I finished my set and was walking the floor for tips, he doesn't tip me but pulls out a chair and tells me to sit down, I tell him I'm working and have to walk the floor for tips, so then he says, "alright well get back over here soon, but lemme tell you something right quick, I want a lapdance but if you piss me off... I'm not going to tip you....." I stopped listening and walked off.
Thennnnnnnnnnn, yes another one to piss me off. I gave him a lap dance and he said he wanted another. I guess he thought that during the second dance it means he can touch my pussy or lick my nipples, after the second time he did something he wasn't supposed to I stopped dancing, got up and told him that if that was what he wanted he need to pay for a champagne or VIP room and find someone else to do it with because I don't do rooms. He said he didn't want a room so I got up and made him pay me for the first dance then walked away. WTF is wrong with people! Seriously, this is the kind of shit you have to deal with when girls give handjobs in the fucking LD booth![]()



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I dance to pop ... top 40s ... eff the customers, it makes meh happeh.


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