You ever have a dancer accuse you of being a cop?
casualguy
I said no but then she added I look like a cop. I just took it to mean that I looked a little bit too clean cut for the regular people who visit. I don't think I've ever been accused of being a cop. Maybe she was wondering why I wasn't buying any lap dances but I seemed to have money because I was tipping the dancers on stage.
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And yes, cops, particularly vice cops who's job it is to bust prostitution and who regularly go undercover, are allowed to grow beards and long hair and dress in plain clothes. Special Forces do the same in the military, particularly the troops who get embedded with foreign militias.
Point is, You cannot tell by dress, who is a cop!
Another time a dancer, my second of the evening, told me that she had been wondering if I was a cop, but the then the first dancer I was with said, "He's no cop; he had his face all over my boobs."
So now I push the limits a bit, politely, but enough to let them know that it's me starting the action, not them.
P.S. to shadowcat: love your story every time. If you don't have the chance to work it into a conversation, just re-post every few months.
Apparently, it is a common fallacy among "sex workers". From snopes.com...
http://www.snopes.com/risque/hookers/cop…
"It has long been accepted hooker lore that a working girl could render herself arrestproof by asking a prospective john if he were a policeman before anyone's clothes came off. This belief in protection rested on the notion that even if the client did turn out to be a cop, his not being truthful about it would get the arrest thrown [out]."
Also, watch the 'Law & Order' video clip on that page.
Chameleon Club, Washington Park, Illinois. First time I've been in the STL. We arrange for a meeting in the back. Money already exchanged so it's too late to go back. She asks me if I'm a cop. I drop my pants -- "would a cop do this?" She proceeds to do me anyway, but with little enthusiasm. I think that was because she found repulsive, not because she thought I was the fuzz.
Go to Seattle. Using the club fu technique of your choosing, try and get some reasonable mileage without being asked if you're a cop (or joking if she'll be arrested afterward) from any two of the leading clubs. If you want to really go for the gold, try getting by without LE even being mentioned. Good luck!