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I had been a software engineer since I was 18, A child protégée some said. Had my own company when I was 21, making lots of money, still living in my parents house and working out of the garage.
At 31, I sold my software package for millions, more money than I could spend during a lifetime. Shortly after my parents died when their private plane crashed. I inherited more money, but having no use for it I set up a charitable trust in their memory.
Without my business or family I was at loose ends. I had never forged social relationships. I could find every thing I wanted on the Internet. The world was mine, except for one thing, the warmth of human contact.
I embarked on travels throughout the world in search of finding relationships and the warmth of human contact, the intimacy of bodies touching. I found that no matter where I went, I could find a friendly conversation and body contact in the same type of place. The strip bar became my destination of choice.
However as time went on, I became disillusioned about strip clubs and the women who worked there. The contacts were great initially, but always faded at the end of their shift. Good women, but in the end it was only their job. While I respected them and their job, I wanted more.
Here I am in a new city, determined to make a new start. Walking the streets a beautiful lady sitting in a coffee shop caught my eye. The way she licked the cappuccino froth off her upper lip sent a shudder through my body. Determined to make a new start at developing a real relationship I walked into the shop.
I had been a software engineer since I was 18, A child protégée some said. Had my own company when I was 21, making lots of money, still living in my parents house and working out of the garage.
At 31, I sold my software package for millions, more money than I could spend during a lifetime. Shortly after my parents died when their private plane crashed. I inherited more money, but having no use for it I set up a charitable trust in their memory.
Without my business or family I was at loose ends. I had never forged social relationships. I could find every thing I wanted on the Internet. The world was mine, except for one thing, the warmth of human contact.
I embarked on travels throughout the world in search of finding relationships and the warmth of human contact, the intimacy of bodies touching. I found that no matter where I went, I could find a friendly conversation and body contact in the same type of place. The strip bar became my destination of choice.
However as time went on, I became disillusioned about strip clubs and the women who worked there. The contacts were great initially, but always faded at the end of their shift. Good women, but in the end it was only their job. While I respected them and their job, I wanted more.
Here I am in a new city, determined to make a new start. Walking the streets a beautiful lady sitting in a coffee shop caught my eye. The way she licked the cappuccino froth off her upper lip sent a shudder through my body. Determined to make a new start at developing a real relationship I walked into the shop.
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”Now of course if it were a guy sitting here, not only would you not try to move him on, but you’d probably unfold his paper and get his carpet slippers for him … “
I’m sure that wasn’t intended for my benefit, but I couldn’t help smile.
”I’ll take that table.” as I pointed the table next to the woman I had spotted from outside.
”I’ll have a double short non-fat.” hoping she’d understand the Seattle slang for a non-fat latte with a double shot of espresso. Old habits die slow.
I sat down, hoping to make contact with the lady, but she had raised a magazine between us. It was interesting choice of reading material for a coffee shop.
I’m sure that wasn’t intended for my benefit, but I couldn’t help smile.
”I’ll take that table.” as I pointed the table next to the woman I had spotted from outside.
”I’ll have a double short non-fat.” hoping she’d understand the Seattle slang for a non-fat latte with a double shot of espresso. Old habits die slow.
I sat down, hoping to make contact with the lady, but she had raised a magazine between us. It was interesting choice of reading material for a coffee shop.
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I couldn't help notice the magazine; Fetish Fanciers Gazette.
She responded:
”I know I shouldn’t be reading it .. “
”My maiden aunt will be mortified if I spill coffee on her mag…”
She had a quick wit, and I like that. Not to mention she had a body to die for. You always wonder why you don’t meet the drop-dead woman from a strip club and here she was. And, reading a fetish magazine, could it get any better.
”Your aunt and I might get along well.”
She was a tease, licking the chocolate off her spoon and had my attention. I jumped when I heard her say:
”New in town…?”
”Yes I am, arrived yesterday. I’ve been traveling around for these past months on a sabbatical of sorts. How about you are you from this area?”
I thanked the Barista as she brought my coffee to my table.
She responded:
”I know I shouldn’t be reading it .. “
”My maiden aunt will be mortified if I spill coffee on her mag…”
She had a quick wit, and I like that. Not to mention she had a body to die for. You always wonder why you don’t meet the drop-dead woman from a strip club and here she was. And, reading a fetish magazine, could it get any better.
”Your aunt and I might get along well.”
She was a tease, licking the chocolate off her spoon and had my attention. I jumped when I heard her say:
”New in town…?”
”Yes I am, arrived yesterday. I’ve been traveling around for these past months on a sabbatical of sorts. How about you are you from this area?”
I thanked the Barista as she brought my coffee to my table.
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"Sabbatical huh? So that must mean pleasure rather than business huh?"
Peter
”Actually all pleasure and no business. I sold my business over a year ago and I’ve been in search fun and pleasure ever since.”
That was stretching the truth; I was looking for a lasting relationship, someone to be close to.
”So where does one go for fun and games around here?”
Looking at Joanne, I was hoping she would be my personal guide.
"Sabbatical huh? So that must mean pleasure rather than business huh?"
Peter
”Actually all pleasure and no business. I sold my business over a year ago and I’ve been in search fun and pleasure ever since.”
That was stretching the truth; I was looking for a lasting relationship, someone to be close to.
”So where does one go for fun and games around here?”
Looking at Joanne, I was hoping she would be my personal guide.
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”You know I didn’t introduce myself. My name is Peter. Parks and museums are nice, but as I said my your Aunts (wink) tastes are probably closer to mine. I suppose some would label me hedonistic.”
”You know I didn’t introduce myself. My name is Peter. Parks and museums are nice, but as I said my your Aunts (wink) tastes are probably closer to mine. I suppose some would label me hedonistic.”
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Interesting, I give my best indication of what type of activities I’m interested in expecting that she will be offended. And, here I am holding an expensive business card for an establishment that exceeds even my expectations.
CHEZ SOI
Exclusive club for the more discerning gentleman.
Personal service and entertainment guaranteed.
Turning the card over, I find:
JOJO emblazoned across it.
Life can always provide you a surprise when you least expect it. I’ve frequented clubs everywhere I’ve been. Tried to initiate some personal acquaintances learn the dancer’s real name, etc. Here I am in a coffee shop, striking up a conversation with nice looking stranger and what happens. She gives a business card for an establishment that probably outshines any I’ve found on my own, and her professional name is on the back. What’s that line from one of the Godfather movies? I keep trying to leave, but they keep pulling me back in, at least something like that.
I can’t help but smile as I look back at Jojo. I trying to picture what type of outfit and character she slips into once she is in the club. I start to get hard.
”I’ll check the place out one of these days. Care to tell what your schedule is?”
CHEZ SOI
Exclusive club for the more discerning gentleman.
Personal service and entertainment guaranteed.
Turning the card over, I find:
JOJO emblazoned across it.
Life can always provide you a surprise when you least expect it. I’ve frequented clubs everywhere I’ve been. Tried to initiate some personal acquaintances learn the dancer’s real name, etc. Here I am in a coffee shop, striking up a conversation with nice looking stranger and what happens. She gives a business card for an establishment that probably outshines any I’ve found on my own, and her professional name is on the back. What’s that line from one of the Godfather movies? I keep trying to leave, but they keep pulling me back in, at least something like that.
I can’t help but smile as I look back at Jojo. I trying to picture what type of outfit and character she slips into once she is in the club. I start to get hard.
”I’ll check the place out one of these days. Care to tell what your schedule is?”
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I’ll check the place out one of these days. Care to tell what your schedule is?”
Joanne
I smiled at him, wondering what exactly he was asking.
”My schedule? Ohh… well… I have a cappuccino to finish …. then … “
I reach over and take my drink from the table and set it in front of me at his table.
I sip it and flick a tongue over my lips catching the froth.
” … then … I’m pretty free … until … tonight of course … “
I add cryptically and grin.
Peter
My grin betrayed my humor at her response. While I was amused, I did not fail to catch the sight of her tongue running over her lips in that long slow lick.
”Well; actually I meant what is your schedule at the club. You know what days do you work and what shift. I’m sorry I not laughing at you, but my own awkwardness in asking the question. I should get checked into the hotel and get settled.”
Trying to regain the moment, I said.
”But, if you’re free for the afternoon maybe we could go see how many of your aunt’s fetishes we can fulfill.”
Taking a sip of my coffee, it was my turn to flash the innocent smile, hoping I had not embarrassed her.
”It’s tough for a man to admit, I am kind of, sort of lost right now. I was looking for the Ritz Carlton and took a wrong turn. I want to make up for my misleading question; can I offer you a ride?”
I’ll check the place out one of these days. Care to tell what your schedule is?”
Joanne
I smiled at him, wondering what exactly he was asking.
”My schedule? Ohh… well… I have a cappuccino to finish …. then … “
I reach over and take my drink from the table and set it in front of me at his table.
I sip it and flick a tongue over my lips catching the froth.
” … then … I’m pretty free … until … tonight of course … “
I add cryptically and grin.
Peter
My grin betrayed my humor at her response. While I was amused, I did not fail to catch the sight of her tongue running over her lips in that long slow lick.
”Well; actually I meant what is your schedule at the club. You know what days do you work and what shift. I’m sorry I not laughing at you, but my own awkwardness in asking the question. I should get checked into the hotel and get settled.”
Trying to regain the moment, I said.
”But, if you’re free for the afternoon maybe we could go see how many of your aunt’s fetishes we can fulfill.”
Taking a sip of my coffee, it was my turn to flash the innocent smile, hoping I had not embarrassed her.
”It’s tough for a man to admit, I am kind of, sort of lost right now. I was looking for the Ritz Carlton and took a wrong turn. I want to make up for my misleading question; can I offer you a ride?”
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I was taken back a bit by her response.
"As you ask, my working hours don't start until 11 pm, and even then, I'm very selective as to which fetishes, if any I indulge in. I'm sure you'll find what you'll looking for at the club though, there are many types of girls ... just check out their cards if you're in any doubt as to the type of services they provide..."
If this club had shifts starting at 11 pm they must be a high end establishment, more than I have encountered and maybe more than I could handle.
It was obvious there wasn’t going to be a casual hook-up with her when she came back with.
"The Carlton's at the centre of town. You just continue on from here and then bear left. You can't miss it. Right in front of the park."
And them she was gone. I’m not sure what she told her friend at the counter, but the glance I got from both of them was not friendly.
After I checked into the hotel, I freshened up before looking around town. It had been a long day and I was up for a long night. I strolled into a small club called The Chez Paree, a small place. But the doorman/bouncer and the dancers were friendly enough and I stayed for a couple of hours. Generally the dancers work these smaller clubs are not as full of themselves as the so called divas in the larger places. I hung around longer than I intended leaving with the idea I would return later in the week.
The lure of a nightcap caused me to stop off in the hotel lounge. A few business men sitting around and one knockout babe sitting at the bar. Obviously a hooker, and I was tempted but I passed on the opportunity when she looked my way.
The next couple of days I spent on-line, handling wire transfers through the local bank, and soaking up some sun by the pool. It was Friday night when I was getting ready for dinner that I ran across Jojo’s business card. Maybe I’d stop by the club after dinner, instead of going back to the Chez Paree. They probably had a good selection of cigars and cognacs, if they catered to high rollers.
I was taken back a bit by her response.
"As you ask, my working hours don't start until 11 pm, and even then, I'm very selective as to which fetishes, if any I indulge in. I'm sure you'll find what you'll looking for at the club though, there are many types of girls ... just check out their cards if you're in any doubt as to the type of services they provide..."
If this club had shifts starting at 11 pm they must be a high end establishment, more than I have encountered and maybe more than I could handle.
It was obvious there wasn’t going to be a casual hook-up with her when she came back with.
"The Carlton's at the centre of town. You just continue on from here and then bear left. You can't miss it. Right in front of the park."
And them she was gone. I’m not sure what she told her friend at the counter, but the glance I got from both of them was not friendly.
After I checked into the hotel, I freshened up before looking around town. It had been a long day and I was up for a long night. I strolled into a small club called The Chez Paree, a small place. But the doorman/bouncer and the dancers were friendly enough and I stayed for a couple of hours. Generally the dancers work these smaller clubs are not as full of themselves as the so called divas in the larger places. I hung around longer than I intended leaving with the idea I would return later in the week.
The lure of a nightcap caused me to stop off in the hotel lounge. A few business men sitting around and one knockout babe sitting at the bar. Obviously a hooker, and I was tempted but I passed on the opportunity when she looked my way.
The next couple of days I spent on-line, handling wire transfers through the local bank, and soaking up some sun by the pool. It was Friday night when I was getting ready for dinner that I ran across Jojo’s business card. Maybe I’d stop by the club after dinner, instead of going back to the Chez Paree. They probably had a good selection of cigars and cognacs, if they catered to high rollers.
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Early in the evening the Chez Paree seemed like the course of least resistance. As I sat watching the show I was mulling over the plus and minus of being a regular in a strip club. There were some advantages:
Sometimes you get in for free, or get free drinks
Dancers stop bugging you for tips after every dance
Join the private audition of new dancers
Go to private after hour parties with them
In my experience the negatives have out weighted the pluses:
Dancers want to borrow money, even bouncers and DJ's will ask
Dancers ask you to go buy food for them
You can't tip dancers openly because of DP (Dancer Politics)
Sometimes, I wonder why I hang around these places; the unwritten rules of a strip club can be tedious.
Do not display the amount of tipping you are doing if you are a regular or somebody's "tipper". If you are new to a club, fold my money so that other dancers cannot easily see what you are tipping. This does not always work when a dancer goes backstage and shows off my tip to another dancer.
If you are a regular or somebody's tipper, never get a dance from another dancer without first asking your dancer, you will avoid all kinds of problems. This turns the table onto the dancer and makes her the "bad" gal if she is so insecure that she won't let you get dances. Usually, the reply is, "Oh, I'm not like that. You can get dances from anybody."
If you do make a mistake or are caught doing something you shouldn't, you must make attempts to recover immediately or never come back to the club. One time, I was at a club during the day when my dancer was not there. I was happily getting my laps when who should walk in to the club unexpectedly.
Chez Paree was not happening for me. I was on my way back to the hotel and the lounge, when I found Jojo’s business card in my pocket.
Let's see wha this place has to offer?
Sometimes you get in for free, or get free drinks
Dancers stop bugging you for tips after every dance
Join the private audition of new dancers
Go to private after hour parties with them
In my experience the negatives have out weighted the pluses:
Dancers want to borrow money, even bouncers and DJ's will ask
Dancers ask you to go buy food for them
You can't tip dancers openly because of DP (Dancer Politics)
Sometimes, I wonder why I hang around these places; the unwritten rules of a strip club can be tedious.
Do not display the amount of tipping you are doing if you are a regular or somebody's "tipper". If you are new to a club, fold my money so that other dancers cannot easily see what you are tipping. This does not always work when a dancer goes backstage and shows off my tip to another dancer.
If you are a regular or somebody's tipper, never get a dance from another dancer without first asking your dancer, you will avoid all kinds of problems. This turns the table onto the dancer and makes her the "bad" gal if she is so insecure that she won't let you get dances. Usually, the reply is, "Oh, I'm not like that. You can get dances from anybody."
If you do make a mistake or are caught doing something you shouldn't, you must make attempts to recover immediately or never come back to the club. One time, I was at a club during the day when my dancer was not there. I was happily getting my laps when who should walk in to the club unexpectedly.
Chez Paree was not happening for me. I was on my way back to the hotel and the lounge, when I found Jojo’s business card in my pocket.
Let's see wha this place has to offer?
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After tipping the valet, paying the cover charge, tipping the hostess, and tipping the hat check girl I was finally walking into the club. How appropriate they were playing Motley Crue’s ode to strip clubs everywhere.
”Friday night and I need a fight
My motorcycle and a switchblade knife
Handful of grease in my hair feels right
But what I need to get me tight are
Girls, Girls, Girls
Long legs and burgundy lips
Girls,
Dancin' down on the Sunset Strip
Girls
Red lips, fingertips.”
The club was nice, lots of brass and chrome. Lights dim enough to allow some pleasant diversions. Three stages and a VIP lounge set off to one corner. A waitress guided to a table, away from the stages, but close to the dance floor. I ordered a single malt scotch, neat, and asked to see the cigar list. As I waited, I looked around the room for Jojo, while the music played on.
” Trick or treat-sweet to eat
On Halloween and New Year's Eve
Yankee girls ya just can't beat
But they're the best when they're off their feet
Girls, Girls, Girls
At the Dollhouse in Ft. Lauderdale
Girls, Girls. Girls
Rocking in Atlanta at Tattletails
Girls, Girls, Girls
Raising Hell at the 7th Veil.”
I’d been to every one of them. My drink arrived; I took a moment to look over the cigar menu and selected a mild Partagas. Figuring this was the place for a large stronger stogie. Returning my attention to the room, I spotted Jojo on the dance floor. She appeared to be enjoying her dance. Her partner looked well to do, and comfortable in these surroundings.
” Have you read the news
In the Soho Tribune
Ya know she did me
Well then she broke my heart
I'm such a good good boy
I just need e new toy
I tell ya what, girl
Dance for me, I'll keep you overemployed
Just tell me a story
You know the one I mean.”
A gorgeous woman slipped into the chair next to me and introduced herself as Onyx. She looked to be from the Caribbean and had a delightful accent. Under other circumstances I would have spent an entire evening with this exotic beauty. When she asked if I would like some company I reluctantly declined, explaining I had just arrived and that perhaps I would after I had an opportunity to settle in. I hoped I didn’t regret passing on that opportunity as the night went on.
” Crazy Horse, Paris, France
Forget the names, remember romance
I got the photos, a menage a trois
Musta broke those Frenchies laws with those
Girls, Girls. Girls
Body Shop. Marble Arch
Girls, Girls, Girls
Tropicana's where I lost my heart
Girls, Girls, Girls.
The song ended and the DJ began the inevitable spiel urging the patrons to tip the girls generously, and buy your favorite dancer a drink. It doesn’t seem to matter how exclusive the club is, some things never change. As the dancers and patrons were walking off the dance floor, I made an exaggerated motion to light my cigar, knowing the prolonged glow of the match would draw attention.
”Friday night and I need a fight
My motorcycle and a switchblade knife
Handful of grease in my hair feels right
But what I need to get me tight are
Girls, Girls, Girls
Long legs and burgundy lips
Girls,
Dancin' down on the Sunset Strip
Girls
Red lips, fingertips.”
The club was nice, lots of brass and chrome. Lights dim enough to allow some pleasant diversions. Three stages and a VIP lounge set off to one corner. A waitress guided to a table, away from the stages, but close to the dance floor. I ordered a single malt scotch, neat, and asked to see the cigar list. As I waited, I looked around the room for Jojo, while the music played on.
” Trick or treat-sweet to eat
On Halloween and New Year's Eve
Yankee girls ya just can't beat
But they're the best when they're off their feet
Girls, Girls, Girls
At the Dollhouse in Ft. Lauderdale
Girls, Girls. Girls
Rocking in Atlanta at Tattletails
Girls, Girls, Girls
Raising Hell at the 7th Veil.”
I’d been to every one of them. My drink arrived; I took a moment to look over the cigar menu and selected a mild Partagas. Figuring this was the place for a large stronger stogie. Returning my attention to the room, I spotted Jojo on the dance floor. She appeared to be enjoying her dance. Her partner looked well to do, and comfortable in these surroundings.
” Have you read the news
In the Soho Tribune
Ya know she did me
Well then she broke my heart
I'm such a good good boy
I just need e new toy
I tell ya what, girl
Dance for me, I'll keep you overemployed
Just tell me a story
You know the one I mean.”
A gorgeous woman slipped into the chair next to me and introduced herself as Onyx. She looked to be from the Caribbean and had a delightful accent. Under other circumstances I would have spent an entire evening with this exotic beauty. When she asked if I would like some company I reluctantly declined, explaining I had just arrived and that perhaps I would after I had an opportunity to settle in. I hoped I didn’t regret passing on that opportunity as the night went on.
” Crazy Horse, Paris, France
Forget the names, remember romance
I got the photos, a menage a trois
Musta broke those Frenchies laws with those
Girls, Girls. Girls
Body Shop. Marble Arch
Girls, Girls, Girls
Tropicana's where I lost my heart
Girls, Girls, Girls.
The song ended and the DJ began the inevitable spiel urging the patrons to tip the girls generously, and buy your favorite dancer a drink. It doesn’t seem to matter how exclusive the club is, some things never change. As the dancers and patrons were walking off the dance floor, I made an exaggerated motion to light my cigar, knowing the prolonged glow of the match would draw attention.
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