Hunted?
Ever been “hunted†by a dancer?
For whatever reason, this dancer decided I should be her customer. I first noticed her at my old club. I would be sitting with a couple favs, glance around the room, and notice her staring at me. When she danced on stage she would lock eyes with me, and give me lots of attention when I tipped her. She always came by to thank me afterward, despite the dagger looks my favs would give her. My old fav even told me she almost got into it with her in the dressing room once over me (chick fight, woo hoo!).
Change scene to new club. Glance around the room, and there she is, still staring at me. A few minutes later I look up to find she's pulled up a chair and joined the group at my table. When the dancer sitting next to me went up on stage, she takes her seat, and starts to chat me up. Yeah, I know, she just likes me for my wallet, but I have to admire her persistence, lol.
For whatever reason, this dancer decided I should be her customer. I first noticed her at my old club. I would be sitting with a couple favs, glance around the room, and notice her staring at me. When she danced on stage she would lock eyes with me, and give me lots of attention when I tipped her. She always came by to thank me afterward, despite the dagger looks my favs would give her. My old fav even told me she almost got into it with her in the dressing room once over me (chick fight, woo hoo!).
Change scene to new club. Glance around the room, and there she is, still staring at me. A few minutes later I look up to find she's pulled up a chair and joined the group at my table. When the dancer sitting next to me went up on stage, she takes her seat, and starts to chat me up. Yeah, I know, she just likes me for my wallet, but I have to admire her persistence, lol.
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It became a HUGE turn off when she no longer supplied extras. She wouldn't give me any and she was trying to cock block me.
Doing a pretty good job of it, too. The mortal stripper enemy of the one who has apparently claimed ownership of me, so these days she's the only one that comes over to do anything other than say hi. I'll spare the details. An extras girl to boot, but so far have kept her at arms length. I sense a really good story brewing so I haven't done too much to discourage it. The drama is why I stopped being a regular at places, but it's some of the best entertainment money can buy...
I suppose I could understand if I was the only one in the club, or showing a wad of cash, or good looking or in some shape other than "round", but it was moderately busy, I keep my money in my pocket, only taking out what I plan to spend at that moment, and face it, I'm an ugly old fat guy.
I just don't have an explanation.