The shit we hear
rickdugan
Verified and Certifiable Super-Reviewer
The other night I was in a road club and had the following discussion with a dancer...
HER: Things have been tough around here lately.
ME: That sucks. Have you thought about finding another club?
HER: I went to [XXX] down the street but I can't dance there because they do criminal checks. I got busted a few times for "dates."
ME: Wow, I'll never understand why the cops around here waste time with that crap.
HER: I know, right? They got me three times and each time it was a young good looking guy who said he just wanted a blow job. The next one is a felony and I already spent 11 months in jail.
ME: 11 months? For agreeing to have sex for money?
HER: No, the jail time was for some dope.
ME: Ouch, but hey, sometimes we do what we have to.
HER: Exactly, but I'm afraid of going back - it was horrible. Are you a cop?
ME: Do I sound like I'm from around here? Fuck no! (I lean forward and whisper in her ear) What do I have to do to prove that I'm not?
HER: (She opens her thong to give me access to her vagina) Touch me there...
I'll leave the rest of this encounter to the imagination. ;) Sometimes life is stranger than fiction
HER: Things have been tough around here lately.
ME: That sucks. Have you thought about finding another club?
HER: I went to [XXX] down the street but I can't dance there because they do criminal checks. I got busted a few times for "dates."
ME: Wow, I'll never understand why the cops around here waste time with that crap.
HER: I know, right? They got me three times and each time it was a young good looking guy who said he just wanted a blow job. The next one is a felony and I already spent 11 months in jail.
ME: 11 months? For agreeing to have sex for money?
HER: No, the jail time was for some dope.
ME: Ouch, but hey, sometimes we do what we have to.
HER: Exactly, but I'm afraid of going back - it was horrible. Are you a cop?
ME: Do I sound like I'm from around here? Fuck no! (I lean forward and whisper in her ear) What do I have to do to prove that I'm not?
HER: (She opens her thong to give me access to her vagina) Touch me there...
I'll leave the rest of this encounter to the imagination. ;) Sometimes life is stranger than fiction
19 comments
I wonder what other ways are there for gals to try to distinguish LE's from PL's, besides engaging HM 2-way contact.
For example, I recently did a trip to D.C., where the strip clubs are so damned sterile and boring that I could barely be bothered. Another example is my most recent trip to Richmond, VA. While I have no doubt that, with enough $$$ and effort, I could have worked something out, I just have no interest in a very long and/or expensive pursuits in a road club.
I seldom share the bland stories, of which there are many, but I do like to share when I have something entertaining to write.
And as I've been telling you, certain parts of FL, TX and SC can be very fun, and relatively cost effective, places to hunt. Certain regions in these states have lots of strippers with dire cash needs.
chimark, I think it was an afterthought. Before this chat we were nibbling around the edges of OTC. Once her memories of prison and her mutliple prostitution busts all came back to the surface, she had a paranoid moment. I doubt she really thought I was a cop, but she wanted some type of assurance before she went further.
Thanks for sharing.
customer - did you say suck my cock
shadow, after the mother/daughter story you told on here once I will always fell eclipsed. ;)
Most express loud and profane remonstrations about former lawyers that they blew or screwed.
Priceless.
slin, I have read your reviews and posts and I don't think there is much I can do to aid you in your quest. You like the higher end Manhattan clubs with lots of other white collar guys and dislike the sleazier joints. My gig is a bit different in that I search out the sleazy places with good bang for the buck. Also, you are coming in from Jersey while a lot of my clubbing now happens in Queens.