Something Funky This Way Comes

I eventually got over Theresa.  And under someone else.  It didn't happen right away and it was a bad choice, hands down.  But it was pity sex that was cute and pathetic at the same time.  Life went on at the strip club for awhile...running shorts guy came and went a few times (figuratively, not…

You Got to Coordinate

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…

The Road Less Traveled

This was my first accident.  I didn't know what to do...except get out of the road.  And quickly.  But I couldn't just leave the car here, right?  Wasn't that illegal?  A form of littering?  I had to figure out how to take this immobile hunk of metal with me.  My irrational mind was in overdrive. …

This Wasn’t Part of the Plan

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…

This Just In…

Once back in Orlando, I was eager for September 12 to arrive.  I had a great time in New York, but I was ready for my career at Snizney to start.  A fellow dancer from the dance company back in Gainesville was already working for them and loving it.  But in the meantime, bills still needed to be…

I Never Saw That One Coming

Back on the homefront, things were going pretty well.  I was still involved with the dance company, traveling to shows, taking classes, performing, training, working at the shop, etc.  I was growing closer to my roomie, thanks to our awesome tag teaming in a downtown bar fight with these two guys who were mad because…

Fake It To Make It

They say 'the world is a stage.'  And it's true.  Sometimes we put on airs that convey the person we want people to see and like, but not necessarily our actual selves.  As a stripper, you have to take it a step further.  You have to create a persona that you think will net you…

No Sex in the Champagne Room, but spanking’s okay Pt. II

There we were...me, this man and his running shorts.  I gave a weak, 'hi.'  His response was even weaker than mine.  But he gave a small smile and motioned for me to sit down.  So I did and he immediately jumped up as if his seat were on fire.  I was so scared, I had…

No Sex in the Champagne Room, but spanking’s okay…Pt I

As the summer continued, I started to spend more and more time working in Tampa.  Mostly to make money, but let's be honest...having a love interest is extremely motivating.  For our lunch date, I took Jen to some swanky place in the new International Mall.  It was nice.  We laughed, shared a bit about ourselves and,…

Cloudy, with a Chance of Rejection

The weekends started to whiz by and the money kept me coming back.  Even by myself.  I was getting the hang of things...walking in the door looking confident, having my hair done, proper breakaway thongs, better shoes, nodding at people as I passed by and they said hey.  I had swagger.  I was in.  And…