Titties!
So Wednesday I drove up to Coeur d'Alene to visit Michael and Andy. Had ungodly amounts of fun doing that.
We spent all day Wednesday hanging out, running various errands such as picking up Michael's car from the dealership, and retrieving his luggage from the United baggage claim. Then, at about 6:30 I put on lots of make-up and took off some clothes to head over to Stateline Showgirls, the strip club.
This was the first time I had ever been in a strip club before, and sweet jesus, it was so much fun! So I consider myself to be heterosexual for the most part, with the spontaneous female frolic thrown in for fun times. But whatever portion of me that has lesbian tendencies had a fucking blast at that strip club. So, fun fact I discovered is that the strippers are really REALLY nice to other girls. Michael, Andy and I were all sitting at the "meat rack"(the chairs right on the edge of the stage) and kept putting dollar bills up in front of us. This resulted in the boys getting their faces rubbed against various girls' breasts, but for me anything went. I had my shirt removed, various body parts groped, and lots of half kisses on the cheek, neck and ears. And nearly every stripper said something to me. Some examples are "You smell really good"(more on her later), "Thanks, sweetie", and "that was fun". Yeah. Apparently Michael enjoyed watching me rubbing around with chicks more than rubbing against them himself.
The girl who told me I smell good was named "Vixen", had a lip ringm, lots of tattoos, and a really nice rack. After she got off the stage she went over and was talking to Michael for a few minutes. I ignored them and kept putting dollar bills up when Michael grabs my arm and tells me to follow him. So we go and sit in this booth seat with Vixen sitting across from us. She then tells me I'm pretty and asks who wants to get a lap dance first. Um yeah. Watching Michael's face during that one was priceless.
After our respective lap dances the three of us sat around and talked for awhile. Apparently in the summer Vixen can make some absurdly good money, like $800-1000 in one week during the summer. She also said that the club ALWAYS is hiring dancers.
I'm not sure if I have the guts to follow through on this one, let alone coming up with a good alibi for my parents, but I was actually surprised. Maybe it was only because it wasn't that busy that night, but the atmosphere was really laid back, and not one that is impossible to imagine working in. True, I'd be running around mostly if not all nekkid, but at the same time I know that working as a stripper, if even as a summer job only, would do wonders for my self-confidence. There are bouncers all over the place to beat the living shit out of anyone who breaks the "no touching" rule. For now I'll just think the idea over. Obviously this isn't the kind of decision to make lightly, but the idea certainly holds merit.
Oh, and if the previous entry made anyone offended, or uncomfortable, get over it. I love you all, really.
One last note, I just returned from a half hour run. My stamina is dead and gone after sitting on my ass for two weeks, but hopefully it'll get better later.
We spent all day Wednesday hanging out, running various errands such as picking up Michael's car from the dealership, and retrieving his luggage from the United baggage claim. Then, at about 6:30 I put on lots of make-up and took off some clothes to head over to Stateline Showgirls, the strip club.
This was the first time I had ever been in a strip club before, and sweet jesus, it was so much fun! So I consider myself to be heterosexual for the most part, with the spontaneous female frolic thrown in for fun times. But whatever portion of me that has lesbian tendencies had a fucking blast at that strip club. So, fun fact I discovered is that the strippers are really REALLY nice to other girls. Michael, Andy and I were all sitting at the "meat rack"(the chairs right on the edge of the stage) and kept putting dollar bills up in front of us. This resulted in the boys getting their faces rubbed against various girls' breasts, but for me anything went. I had my shirt removed, various body parts groped, and lots of half kisses on the cheek, neck and ears. And nearly every stripper said something to me. Some examples are "You smell really good"(more on her later), "Thanks, sweetie", and "that was fun". Yeah. Apparently Michael enjoyed watching me rubbing around with chicks more than rubbing against them himself.
The girl who told me I smell good was named "Vixen", had a lip ringm, lots of tattoos, and a really nice rack. After she got off the stage she went over and was talking to Michael for a few minutes. I ignored them and kept putting dollar bills up when Michael grabs my arm and tells me to follow him. So we go and sit in this booth seat with Vixen sitting across from us. She then tells me I'm pretty and asks who wants to get a lap dance first. Um yeah. Watching Michael's face during that one was priceless.
After our respective lap dances the three of us sat around and talked for awhile. Apparently in the summer Vixen can make some absurdly good money, like $800-1000 in one week during the summer. She also said that the club ALWAYS is hiring dancers.
I'm not sure if I have the guts to follow through on this one, let alone coming up with a good alibi for my parents, but I was actually surprised. Maybe it was only because it wasn't that busy that night, but the atmosphere was really laid back, and not one that is impossible to imagine working in. True, I'd be running around mostly if not all nekkid, but at the same time I know that working as a stripper, if even as a summer job only, would do wonders for my self-confidence. There are bouncers all over the place to beat the living shit out of anyone who breaks the "no touching" rule. For now I'll just think the idea over. Obviously this isn't the kind of decision to make lightly, but the idea certainly holds merit.
Oh, and if the previous entry made anyone offended, or uncomfortable, get over it. I love you all, really.
One last note, I just returned from a half hour run. My stamina is dead and gone after sitting on my ass for two weeks, but hopefully it'll get better later.