So, you want to date a stripper?

"I met this hot dancer at Acme Gentleman's Club and we hit it off. We met OTC and now I really want to keep seeing her." OK, so you want to date a stripper. You aren't the first, won't be the last, and certainly are not alone in your desires. But what are you getting into? If you make a "financial" arrangement you may be getting into a "sugar daddy" relationship. That is great, if you can afford it! Hot sex with a hot girl who can make you feel woooonderfulllll – for a while. Count on two things. First, when the "new" wears off you will start finding flaws and she will become less exciting. Second, the agreed compensation will not be all it costs you. While this kind of OTC relationship can, and sometimes does, work for both of you, it is still paying a stripper. I haven't done this so I'll leave the details and problems for someone else to explain. What happens when you actually connect with a stripper beyond just a one night stand? Do you know what to expect? What will it cost you? Can a non-druggie, non-pimp, actually employed, ordinary Joe date a stripper and actually have a relationship? This time I do have some experience, and from what I've seen and heard my experience is not unique. Absolutely the first thing you need to know is that the beautiful young woman you are thinking about dating is spoiled and self centered. Think it through, this girl is used to men giving her money, often. Almost every man she meets tells her she is hot, hot, hot and pays her $20 to $40 just to spend 3 and ½ minutes with her sitting on his lap pretending she thinks he is special. She dances in a strip club because it is a fast, easy way to get money, and she needs/wants that money NOW, not later. This woman is not familiar with the concept of delayed gratification. Whether your stripper is using drugs, supporting a baby (or 2) or simply wanting "things," the club is a fast track to easy money. Do not expect financial competence in your new girlfriend. On the front end of your new relationship, you may not think her lack of money sense is too important. And, you will tell yourself, what woman isn't self-centered! Hear this: It will make a difference. The second or third time you see her (if it didn't happen the first time) she will explain to you her latest emergency, financial crisis, immediate need, and she WILL expect you to fix the problem. In short, you will spend money on her beyond dinner and flowers. It may be the rent, car payment, or surprisingly high electric bill. You may need to pay for more time on her cell phone. Or she absolutely has to get a new coffee table. In the context of your new relationship, her need may not seem mercenary or even unusual. After all, haven't we all helped friends with a one-time problem? When you date a stripper financial emergencies will be a normal occurrence. Get used to it! If you are really dating this young woman, you will be doing more than going to her place and bouncing on her bed. When you go out expect to spend a lot. I'm not talking just dinner and drinks. She'll ask, "Can we stop at the mall?" You will be amazed at the number of things she sees and decides she cannot last another minute without. Don't forget her excitement (and yours) when she is trying on clothes. And then, when she curls her so very hot body around you and softly whispers how wonderful she will feel if you just get her this one thing, well, your wallet will pop out and open itself. If you have read this far, some of you are thinking, "what a loser, I would never be had like that." Clearly, you are not dating a stripper. Hell, if you are consistently resistant to a woman's plea of "I want" then you probably are not dating anyone. The only difference in the "I want" that I can discern between my wife and my stripper girlfriend is my stripper girlfriend really will blow me as soon as we get to the car. Dating a stripper is very expensive. Count on it, expect it, get used to it. And the expense is not just money. That beautiful, hot, toned, sexy woman dances in a strip club for money, AND because she likes something about living on the edge. Stripper shit is not just something ROBs serve up to PLs to drain the guys wallet. Strippers live lives that make soap operas seem tame. No matter how well educated your stripper, she will have problems – often. Even if her family history is normal and without the abuse and violence that is common among her co-workers, your girlfriend will have emotional emergencies. You will either "be there" for her through the crisis or she will quit taking your calls and you won't be dating a stripper. Truthfully, if all you want is a little strange once in a while call an escort service. It will be much cheaper and less stressful. OK, now I've failed to scare you off. If you have met a stripper who is interested in you NOTHING will scare you off - at first. Even with all the scary talk about money and drama, if you have met some sweet young thing in a strip club, and she actually likes you, no red-blooded male can possibly resist that sexy, sultry vixen. And truthfully, I am not trying to convince you to drop her. I dated a stripper for a few months many years back (I was single then). Everything I mentioned above was true then. I really was sad when she moved halfway across the country to help her single, pregnant, stripper sister. I was also broke. It was years before I went to a strip club again. Then I figured out that I am just an ordinary guy and strippers generally do not date customers (OTC for pay not included) so I would be safe. Besides I got married, I didn't need to hit on strippers for dates! Then, about 9 months ago, I stopped after lunch on the way home from a trip out of town. It was a strip club with no daytime cover and $2 longnecks. She walked up to me before I even sat down, asked if she could sit with me for a while and joined me at the bar. Her stage name was Jasmine and her tall platform shoes had her at eye level until we sat down. We talked for about an hour, the usual meaningless BS, while I sipped my beer and she downed 2 bottles of water ($1 each and she paid). When she asked if I wanted a lap dance I said yes and we walked to the VIP still talking. The dance was good but wasn't the hottest I've ever had and no "extras" were offered. She stopped after just one dance and said she had to go on stage soon. I thought that was the end of my time with Jasmine. I did go up and tip her as she danced and she planted a big kiss on my cheek and whispered she would join after her dance. Instead of leaving as I had planned, I got another beer and sat down at the bar. She finished her set, worked the room a few minutes, then hurried over to me and asked me if I could wait for her while she did lappers for a couple of other guys. I waited. I should have felt some jealousy but I didn't, hey it was a stripper I just met. Two songs with one old guy (well older than me) then three of four with another, then she joined me at the bar. For some reason I did stay and was happy she rejoined me. After a while she was back on stage and I went up to tip her and say, "bye." She begged me to stay until after her set. I relented and waited at the bar. Eventually she decided to take off early (it was already 6pm) if I would give her a ride home (I wondered what this would cost me). While waiting for her to change into street clothes, I called my wife and said I would be late. I expected, at best, a one-night stand. I was prepared to "no" to any OTC payment. I wasn't prepared to walk into her efficiency apartment filled with her own art. The walls were covered with excellent impressionist paintings, striking modern oils and a few works that defy description. I'm not an art freak, but I was impressed and said so. Nine months later her art still impresses me – almost as much as her body. Sex is off the wall and still fantastic. It has been years since I last was able to go at it again and again, but with her, once is never enough. We do more than f**k, but even now sometimes we make plans and when I go to pick her up we end up in bed (or on the couch, or the floor, or in the shower, or the kitchen counter) and never make it out of the apartment. She is young, in great shape, beautiful, and she thinks I'm hot. I'm not young and not in great shape but I believe her. Dating this stripper has done wonders for my ego. Dating Jasmine (no, that's not her real name and no, I'm not telling you what her real name is) has also done significant damage to my wallet. Everything I described above also applies to my relationship now. The first emergency was rent. She spent money on art supplies and was $150 short at the end of the month. Yes, I forked over the money. Then there was the car insurance, and the really hot dress she tried on at the mall. She was hospitalized for three days last spring (neuro tests for leg pains) and I helped. She's always short on money even though she usually picks up hundreds every day she works. She doesn't understand saving or budgeting, if she has money she spends it. I knew what to expect, financially. I expected this to last a few weeks, and I am surprised we are still going strong many months later. I like her. She likes me. I'm dating a stripper, experiencing a little of her life on the edge, and enjoying a lot of the benefits of a relationship with a woman who loves hard and well. It is expensive but more than worth it. So, you want to date a stripper? Kiss your savings goodbye and hang on, it is a wild ride.