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Originally Posted by Shimmer
Indeed.
It must be a glamorous life to have to worry about a man jabbing his finger in your asshole while licking your ear for a twenty while you grind your sweaty crotch on his thinly covered hard-on.
It's truly empowering to consistantly have men lick your breasts and bite your nipples...sometimes even so hard it bleeds!! OH WHAT A HAPPY DAY!
Oh, and then when you're giving them a lap-dance and they grab your hips and shove their cock into you through your gstring, that's a real joy right there.
What a glamorous job.
Stripping isn't fun and games folks, and the people who say it is are either lying or have been lucky or charmed and not had to deal with the reality of doing a line of coke so they can get the gumption to go onstage to dance for two or three songs then come off and hit men up for as much money as they're willing to spend.
They've obviously never had to deal with the reality of working up the nerve, so taking three or four shots of Cuervo, to get up there and work the thong, and work the platforms, and ride the pole.
They've obviously never had a manager of a club pull them aside and say "Hey, you're chunking up there fatty..." and inform them that if the weight's not lost they can go somewhere else.
They've obviously never dealt with their belongings being stolen, their pride being stolen, their dignity being given away...none of it. They've never dealt with the desperation of realizing it's been a shitty night, and they've got nothing to show for it. Or it's still 4 hours to go in the shift, and they haven't made shit...so where's the energy going to come from? I know! Lets smoke some meth to get the buzz going and ride that wave.
What a glam life. What a wonderful world *I* am missing out on.
Is it all like this? Hell no, it's not. But a lot...a vast vast vast majority of it...is.
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Shimmer I was reading a little on Mimi's blog page that you linked.
In this post all of the things that you mentioned, is that stuff that you read from her site?
I had a friend who was a dancer years ago.
She danced at a nude place that was very,very seedy.
We did not want her to work there but she was insistant
and said she needed the $. She told me one night as she
was performing a lap dance, she had her back to the customer
and he grabbed her and pulled her down and she felt his penis
slightly enter her. She freaked out. I asked her you were not paying
attention to him taking his pants down? She said nope, she had her back to him and had no idea. That thought still creeps me out.