Glamorous, right? Strippers don't get paid sick days.
As I walked around sipping on my ginger ale, I saw the Hispanic lesbian girl from my last post walk in. I gave her a big hug when she got there, mostly because I get really happy when I see a pretty loyal customer in the club, and partly because I know it will make her feel special that I remember her. I told her I would be with her after she made herself comfortable with a drink, and I went about to do my rounds.
I went on stage and saw a group of whit women, probably mid-forties, and a younger hot man sitting at the tip rail. I went over, grabbed one of the women's hands, and ran it alongside my ribcage to my hip as slow as I could with my hand gently guiding her.
This move almost always guarantees me a dance with women.
They were all pretty excited about that move and grabbed me after my set to ask for a dance. One of the blondes in the group asked,"Can you dance for all four of us?" to which I replied, "Four?! At the same time?".
Pro tip: leave it at two customers receiving a dance at one time, max. It just can't be fun with anymore than that.
She still wanted to go, so I escorted them to one of our larger dance rooms that is usually empty. She said it was the guys first time getting a lap dance and to please pay more attention to him. Now, usually I don't mind dancing for a man if women are watching, but I try to tone it down if I know the girlfriend or wife is accompanying him, and I make it more about her, regardless what she requests. Almost always, a girlfriend/wife will ask to pay more attention to the man, to which the man doesn't argue but it's obvious he is very uncomfortable during the whole thing. The woman always thinks she can handle it, but once she sees me rubbing my ass up on his groin, I know she will change her mind, so I just focus on the woman anyway. I asked if one of the three women was his wife and one of them said, "Nope, his wife is at home, but she doesn't know she is here. You can think of us three as his.. sister wives". I was pretty shocked. Mainly because I kind of believed her, as at one point or another I saw each one of them kissing him or grabbing his dick.
Does this kind of thing exist in Los Angeles?
I stopped caring and went about awkwardly dancing for all four of them at the same time. The women literally swooned. The oldest of the three, who was definitely approaching fifty, said,"Oh gosh, I think I am into women now", while the others awed over my ass and "naturally big" boobs. I ended up making a little over $100 off of them, which really isn't anything, but at least they were easy to please, albeit the boob grabbing was getting annoying, what with four sets of hands and all. While I was waiting for the oldest woman to go get more money out of the ATM (and hold back rolling my eyes at this man for having only $40 on him), one of the other women took my hand and scooted me over to the other side of the couch.
"So.. do you umm.. see people outside of here? Because my husband and I really want to have someone watch us.. you know., have sex."
Well gosh, you couldn't be more awkward about it.
I did everything I could to keep her talking about what else she liked in bed, but then she came back to it again.
"How much would you ..you know.. charge for that sort of thing?"
Seeing her fiddle with her hands and fumble over her words, I resisted being a smartass. I told her I simply don't do that type of thing, but if she came in with her husband, at least we could have a great VIP together. I could tell she was a little disappointed but seriously, she pretty much just offered to pay me for a sexual favor so..
Anyways, I went about the rest of my night. I chatted up a really cute Asian guy from Hong Kong. Naturally, like all Asian men do, he sat there and barely touched me, got a bunch of dances, tipped me well and was very polite. While I was at the ATM with him, up runs my lesbian girl.
"Why didn't you come back to meeeee?! You don't like me!"
Um, wow.
Don't interrupt me EVER when I am obviously with a customer. This will always and forever make me angry. The guy was nice but so confused. I told her I was busy and I will be with her later. When I did go back to her, she said that another girl kept sitting with them and spending time with her, almost to try and make me jealous.
Don't be a smart ass, don't be a smart ass.
I really had to hold back. I figured I better take her for dances before I hear another complaint about me not paying attention to her, but sure enough all she did was complain that I wasn't hanging out with her and that in return I should kiss her.
Gross.
By the end of the night, I was on such a roll making money that I almost forgot about her. But sure enough, at almost the last song, I was hand in hand walking with a customer to a dance booth when we see the lesbian girl hanging over a booth calling me.
"Heeeeeey!!! Come heeeeere! You forgot about me again!"
Oh my GOD this is a joke.
I politely smiled and just kept walking.
"Is that your girlfriend?", the customer asked me. I sighed and shook my head. "Oh, she fell in love, didn't she", he said with a laugh. And with that, I couldn't argue.
I also couldn't help but think that as much as men can get on my last nerve, I could NEVER date a woman. I know not all women are the same but damn! Dealing with that neediness on a daily basis would make me go insane. Truly. The less available you make yourself, the more the other person will want to be around you, so why is this chick so on me wherever I go? Did she not get the memo? I said that after my last relationship I would switch teams but thank you lady.
You reminded me why I stick to men.
