What did I think about on stage?
Well I only danced, ok stripped Kathy who ya kidding, for a short time. My only good contact was a 35 y/o fem (looked dynamite and men drooled) who had stripped for 15 years, God her feet must have hurt. She knocked em dead, I mean it, she did the eye contact, the expressions and actually danced, didn't just stumble around. She made more money than any of us. But she totally did her grocery list in her head while dancing.
Me? I was you guys dream to be embarrassingly honest. It was erotic for me. I am a real submissive who likes to be shown off, so it was my meal ticket. Ok, not every night. Face it I had bad days. But most sets I would come off and be wet.
What did I think about? Yikes. Lots a things. A fav was me being the last dancer in the place and they locked the doors with me and the wolves. Take it from there. But mostly locking on to a guy, eye to eye and all, and working him, not to rip him off causs I coulda made tons more than I did, but just to have fun. Hey babes, lemme tell ya, squatting down in front of a guy knees up, legs spread and nada on? all of it showing, the back door and all? It turned me on. Never admitted it though.
But I would no way have been able to keep up those fantasies for months or years. The pain in the feet gets to be too much! lol. So sorry guys, if she's been dancing for a while. She's making out her grocery list.
Plus I'm crazey.
OK, the rules? Kellibleu
I danced at two clubs, owned by the same people. And the rules were: we got naked, had to have on one article of clothing, which could be a g string around an ankle, and the guys could not touch us at all, but we could touch them. Of course we let them touch us but not in the places they really wanted to touch. Well, once in a rare while I let em touch those places. But if they did it without permission they were seriously bounced. Even arrested. So don't fuck with it. Typical stage tips were a buck. In the g string, and yeah they got to slip it down the front and hold it there a second or so.
Private dances were thirty bucks, and tip me if ya want me attention. What did I do? I got naked, usually started that way. Straddled his lap, rubbed my tits on his face (no licking), kissed but no mouth to mouth, turned around and rubbed my ass in his lap, bent over and showed it all to him, and even rubbed my hair or face in his lap.
How evil was I? well I tried NOT to let a guy come because then they usually took a hike. I wanted lots more thirty dollar dances.
There was absolutely no prostitution. Best I could tell no dancer ever left with a guy. We were escorted to our cars by guys who just barely failed to make it as NFL linemen.
So it was a lot of show but no go.
The trouble being, every house and every city is different. And I don't know. Read this thread. Places with no booze, pasties, stupid no touch private dances. So ya gotta watch and learn. Don't get drunk and break the rules. Ruin your night.
And guys? like I have said over and over. It's fun, the girls like ya, why not watch? we got what ya want right? I was glad I had it, but don't fall in love and leave the ATM cards at home.
Second only to the feet thing, I quit causs a seeing guys walk out broke. Man I refused to take any more money from some a them. That was when I knew I was history! Laugh.
P.S. I admit, at dawn when I roll over on my tummy and reach down under my hips, sometimes the fantasy is being on stage again. So maybe you guys did hook me.
Love talking. Talk about anything.
Well I only danced, ok stripped Kathy who ya kidding, for a short time. My only good contact was a 35 y/o fem (looked dynamite and men drooled) who had stripped for 15 years, God her feet must have hurt. She knocked em dead, I mean it, she did the eye contact, the expressions and actually danced, didn't just stumble around. She made more money than any of us. But she totally did her grocery list in her head while dancing.
Me? I was you guys dream to be embarrassingly honest. It was erotic for me. I am a real submissive who likes to be shown off, so it was my meal ticket. Ok, not every night. Face it I had bad days. But most sets I would come off and be wet.
What did I think about? Yikes. Lots a things. A fav was me being the last dancer in the place and they locked the doors with me and the wolves. Take it from there. But mostly locking on to a guy, eye to eye and all, and working him, not to rip him off causs I coulda made tons more than I did, but just to have fun. Hey babes, lemme tell ya, squatting down in front of a guy knees up, legs spread and nada on? all of it showing, the back door and all? It turned me on. Never admitted it though.
But I would no way have been able to keep up those fantasies for months or years. The pain in the feet gets to be too much! lol. So sorry guys, if she's been dancing for a while. She's making out her grocery list.
Plus I'm crazey.
OK, the rules? Kellibleu
I danced at two clubs, owned by the same people. And the rules were: we got naked, had to have on one article of clothing, which could be a g string around an ankle, and the guys could not touch us at all, but we could touch them. Of course we let them touch us but not in the places they really wanted to touch. Well, once in a rare while I let em touch those places. But if they did it without permission they were seriously bounced. Even arrested. So don't fuck with it. Typical stage tips were a buck. In the g string, and yeah they got to slip it down the front and hold it there a second or so.
Private dances were thirty bucks, and tip me if ya want me attention. What did I do? I got naked, usually started that way. Straddled his lap, rubbed my tits on his face (no licking), kissed but no mouth to mouth, turned around and rubbed my ass in his lap, bent over and showed it all to him, and even rubbed my hair or face in his lap.
How evil was I? well I tried NOT to let a guy come because then they usually took a hike. I wanted lots more thirty dollar dances.
There was absolutely no prostitution. Best I could tell no dancer ever left with a guy. We were escorted to our cars by guys who just barely failed to make it as NFL linemen.
So it was a lot of show but no go.
The trouble being, every house and every city is different. And I don't know. Read this thread. Places with no booze, pasties, stupid no touch private dances. So ya gotta watch and learn. Don't get drunk and break the rules. Ruin your night.
And guys? like I have said over and over. It's fun, the girls like ya, why not watch? we got what ya want right? I was glad I had it, but don't fall in love and leave the ATM cards at home.
Second only to the feet thing, I quit causs a seeing guys walk out broke. Man I refused to take any more money from some a them. That was when I knew I was history! Laugh.
P.S. I admit, at dawn when I roll over on my tummy and reach down under my hips, sometimes the fantasy is being on stage again. So maybe you guys did hook me.
Love talking. Talk about anything.