Work, work, work…that’s all we did between the two clubs. We were finally making some real money so it was worth the sore muscles, back aches and cramped feet. What wasn’t worth it was my friend and her boyfriend arguing at any given moment. I was sick of it. I finally had the last straw … Continue reading In The Weeds
It was an OMG moment embedded in my wee brain forever. THIS is what a Las Vegas strip club is supposed to look like. If you took a gander at the video in my previous entry, you can appreciate the scene I walked into. There might as well have been Cheech Marin screaming at the … Continue reading Wee!
We awoke the next day with a plan: work, work, work. But first, let’s gamble. It was brief. First I was up, then I was down. Blackjack, for me, turned into the black joke. I was up a whopping $12 and I was thrilled. Then I lost it all. It was a blur. Oh well, … Continue reading I’ll Take That One and Two of Those, Please…to go
What happens in Vegas…sometimes really sucks. I had to get out of town and the opportunity presented itself last minute, so off I went with two friends. Yes, it happen just that fast. I had grown tired of Tampa and drama and I figured, what the hell? Why not? I have no kids, no relationship, … Continue reading The Do-Over: Vegas Recap
And now, let’s pick up where we left off…in Vegas. I’ll post a couple of previous blogs to refresh your pretty little memories… Continue reading Now Back to Your Regularly Scheduled Program
We got up fairly early, around noon, which is fairly early for strippers. Our plan? Go to the sheriff’s station and get our permits, come back to the hotel, squeeze in some gambling and a small nap, get ready for work and arrive at The Cheetah by 2 am to get on the 3 am … Continue reading Now Serving #976