I was giving this guy a lapdance the other night. There was a thuggish lookin guy about 2-3 feet away from us on the couch. I always put my purse directly behind my custy. When I was done dancing I checked to see if my purse was still there. IT WAS GONE! I turned to the guy and screamed give me back my purse. He said that he didn't have it. I patted down his pockets and reach behind him and there is was!! I screamed "bouncer" as loud as I could and he ran off. Thank god I did a drop off right before that. Be careful ladies. I heard that some dancers steal purses, too!![]()


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But I MUST have my mint, I'm so paranoid about that. So I've started sticking my sweet breath drops in a tiny drawstring jewelry bag that I can tie to my garter, between my money fold. There's always a way
I use a purse but watch it like it's my child. I've heard way too many of these stories to not be super paranoid.
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