One Night Only

I tried very hard to stay out of trouble for a while.  Girl trouble.  So naturally, I worked myself half to death.  Summer ended, the holidays fast approached.  The first of them, Halloween - my favorite.  Of course, every night is like Halloween when you're a stripper.  Sexy, naughty, barely-there costumes.  That year, I decided…

Warning: Don’t Feed the Lesbian

I know what you're thinking: why the hell would you have sex with a woman whose hygiene was more than questionable?  It's easy.  I didn't do a damn thing - a pillow princess to the extreme.  And just to clarify: that's not my style.  I'm very active in my sexual endeavors; that's what I love the…

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…

It’s Gettin’ Hot in Here

So there I was - nice, cool, clean white sheets with an absolutely gorgeous woman spooning me...just where I would die to be at this very moment.  And I couldn't stop coughing.  It got so bad that I couldn't breathe.  Theresa tried rubbing my back, slowly inching away from her contaminated bedmate.  Who the hell could…

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…

Damn!

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…

Oh, The Horror…

Remember what it felt like to get off of a carnival ride with questionable safety regulations -- your legs feel like jelly, the sky is spinning and watching people having fun makes you want to puke...very similar to my current dilemma.  It was blistering hot, even that early in the morning.  The air even smelled weird.  My car sat…

The Morning After

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…

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…