I arrived early, way before it was time for my bar back to load the tub. I made a few minor adjustments: my tub position, cash register position, my bottle opener position - I was so ready. When the bar back brought out his beer cases, I brought out my notepad and pen. What are…
I didn't stop at The Rainbow Room. I loved bartending: still do. I wanted more of it. I guess now is a good time to mention that I'm a bit gluttonous once I find something I really enjoy. It's like an incessant need to gorge on as much of it as I possibly can. A…
Getting back to Tampa was a relief - I'd never been happier to be back in familiar territory. No worries about getting back and forth to work, where to eat, permits or a runty little man smoking weed in my bathroom. Of course, it was a bit mundane at first: the girls at work weren't…
I can't help but compare my present life with the events in my past. It's like I'm in a parallel universe as I live and experience things now and reminisce about things way back when. When it comes to relationships, I'm not sure if I've matured enough since then...I'm single again. I had to make…
Working in a strip club when you're in a fantastic mood is actually really fun. Smiles are infectious and mine was contaminating the entire building. Who could resist getting a dance from an entertainer who seemed to love her job so much? 'Would you like to see me naked?' Sure! 'Good, because I can't wait to…
She called me! I was the happiest little lesbian stripper in the world. I couldn't believe she called me! Of course she waited for the obligatory three-day rule, but I didn't care. Things in Tampa were definitely looking up and I was so thrilled that I had made the move from dreary Orlando. I had…
I stared at the phone as it rang. I didn't quite know what to do at first. My friend's advice: 'don't answer it. fuck that bitch.' I remained silent because I have to be honest: I wanted to hear what she had to say. How was she going to justify dumping her friend head first…
Let me remind you: I was completely, helplessly immobile yet undeniably aware of what was going on around me. It reminds me of the movie 'Awake' where the guy is getting open heart surgery and is supposed to be anesthetized, but is actually still conscious. He could also feel everything, as did I. Thank goodness…
Yes, I know. It's been awhile. Two major events currently: my first show premiere-red carpet and everything! And two: I have a new girlfriend. And let me tell you: she's hot. I went against one of my earlier rules but at least she's not a stripper, a former stripper, doesn't dress like a stripper and…
I had no job. Stripping isn't a job...it's an activity with the chance of random prosperity. A job has a set schedule and routine that is required to receive a paycheck. A paycheck is a form of payment for services rendered. Out of that paycheck taxes are paid to the country in which one resides…
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The Southern Strip 