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INTRODUCTION
I was never sure what to write about for an article. I have seen some through the years which really were not interesting and some which were quite informative. I’m hoping this opus will fall into the latter category. My philosophy of what I was going to strip clubs for has changed dramatically over this time frame and so I thought I would write about the evolution of how my mongering has changed. It has gone through a few phases and I thought I would write an article about those phases as I’m sure there are some other guys out there going through similar thoughts and processes trying to figure this strip club game out. For others maybe it will invoke a trip down memory lane.

I have now been mongering on and off for almost seven years now. Prior to that, it was just the occasional visit here and there on business or with friends after work or at a bachelor party. I went a couple times at the end of my marriage as I knew it was over, but never got anything more than a couple of low contact one-way dances. Even if I had known about extras, I would not have partaken as looking at boobs was about as far as I would go. After the divorce, I went a couple times, but nothing serious because I was focused on my kids who I was solely responsible for at the time. I dated a couple of women. The first was exactly as you would want your first girlfriend to be after a marriage that was sexless for most of the last few years. She was hot and a freak. She wanted sex all of time. We fucked the night of our first date and pretty much any night we got together. We fucked in her car on the side of the road on road trips, we did some freaky things. Unfortunately, this relationship only lasted a couple of months, oh but did I enjoy those couple of months.

The true start of my mongering began when I was extricating myself from the worst relationship I was ever in (the second GF). I will not go into to much detail, but I was living with a friend after I moved out of the house we were sharing and she was forced to find her own place after the lease was up. While I was waiting on the end of this hell, I tried online dating and actually went out with a pretty hot Puerto Rican chick for a couple dates, I thought things were good but as has been my luck, she broke it off. At this point, I was fed up with trying to figure out civilian women and decided I was just going to go to strip clubs. No fuss, they pretend as though you are the most important thing to them and you get some female interaction.

PHASE ONE: T&A
During this phase, my goal was just to get some titties in my face and a little grind. I just wanted some female interaction that wasn’t going to turn into an argument or something bad. I felt rejected by civilian women and just wanted something with no strings attached. I never took more than $100, sometimes less. This was similar to my approach before getting divorced. Dances in Phoenix are only $10 and I usually wanted to get 5-6 dances and stage tip. At this point I was not aware of extras or OTC, I just want to look at titties on beautiful women and have some physical interaction as I had not had any in quite a few months. I went online and came to TUSCL. I had actually been using TUSCL since it’s infancy when I was going on road trips to various cities around the country for work. I used it to see what clubs were in the city I was traveling to and how close they were to the hotels where I would be staying. In this case I wanted to see reviews on some of the local clubs. Since you needed to write a review to get VIP access, I went to what was my favorite local club at the time. It was right down the road from where I was living in Phoenix and was familiar to me. I figured I could at least write a review with some knowledge.

I wrote my first review and I got my first stripper phone number within the first couple of trips. It was just to check on her schedule to see when she was working, but I was in business. The dances I received were good for what I thought was available and acceptable. An LDK every now and then. I also started to read and participate in the discussion forum of TUSCL and started to find out more about what was actually available. Dancers would actually do all of these sexual things for you ITC? Wow, now I don’t really need to have a civilian relationship! I can just go to the club? I utilized my VIP access to read reviews on various Phoenix clubs and clubs around the country and the world and found a many clubs where I could get a release and it would not cost an arm and a leg to do it!

I also was learning the ropes of all of the terminology of TUSCL and what they truly meant. I made the mistake early of calling the dancer who I got a phone number from an ATF on the discussion board when in reality I didn’t know her well enough or have seen her enough to give her this title. At best she was a fave. It was also a time where I just tried to absorb as much knowledge as I could from the experienced mongers on the board. I always subscribe to the notion if you think you know it all, you really know nothing. If I was going to club seriously, I needed as much intel as I could get.

This first phase we have all gone through. Learning the TUSCL ropes, going through the bad relationships which make us look to other areas for companionship. Learning there is more to strip clubbing then just sitting in a chair with my hands at my side.

If you have a similar experience in your mongering please feel free to add your experiences below.

The next article will cover my foray into ITC extras and OTC.