You may remember the below scenario from my contribution for the TMI Award. I’m sharing it again because, well, it happen right around this time during my stint at this particular lesbian bar. But allow me to elaborate… Tampa, me, drunk…insert cute bartender, Gwen – cute, with long black hair and the knowledge of every popular … Continue reading Quid Pro Hoe
So, you know that character on Family Guy who seems overly hyper and sex-driven? That’s the only character that comes to mind when I think of this girl – one of my dance group members. While one could say she was just bubbly and happy, I always got the feeling that perhaps she was a … Continue reading Giggity.
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!
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. … Continue reading The Road Less Traveled
The months went by and I was working quite a schedule: four 7-10 hour days as an aspiring professional dancer and two to three 8 hour nights as a blossoming stripper. Plus, I still had the part-time job in the lingerie boutique doing sales, advertising and directing fashion shows. Thinking back to those days, I envision a photograph … Continue reading And the Winner is…