What a bloody night. There were about twenty people in the whole night ! It seemed like every person i approached was after extras (and believe it or not i have only been approached for extras before about 2 or 3 times!!)
I walked away from so many customers and started to doubt the reason why i worked there due to hearing "you would be surprised what goes on in here" " the bouncers dn't watch the cameras" over and over again.FINALLY i met a lovely young guy who had seemed to have fallen in love with me. He refused a VIP but spent more than VIP price on dances (yay). I was sitting with him when a man approached me and asked for a $40 dance. So i excused myself and in i went.
Everything was going well until the octpus hands started.I firmly pressed his arms to the side and moved back slightly to continue the dance.
Then it started "how about you sit on my lap". Well it's pretty normal to straddle people anyway so i started to move towards him, then realised both of his hands were on his lap, palms upwards.
"please move your hands"
"oh come on the camera isn't even looking"
"you think i'd do that for $40"
"how much do you want"
I didn't know quite what to say, so i turned around and ept dancing then i heard
"i do *insert name of martial art form here* I now how to handle myself you know"
THen i cracked
"GET THE FUCK OUT" I literally screamed!
"but i was just"
"GET OUT GET OOOOOUT"
And guess what? not only did he leave the lap dance room, he left the club!!! I told one of the girls and she called me a prude.
Then some friends of my sister (who doesn't know i dance) came in so had to hide in the dressing room for ages. Then my taxi was an hour late so when i got home and went straight to my bed.
I have just woken up at 6pm UK time-just in time for getting ready for another lovely night at work -_-
AARGH



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