A dancer I’ve been seeing semi –regularly was having an off night. Something wasn’t right to the point that she was visibly upset. When I started to say my good-byes, she suddenly broke down and said she had a confession to make. Everything she had ever told me about herself was a lie and she couldn’t bear to continue lying to me.
I was shocked – shocked I tell you. A stripper lying? Next thing you know she’ll be telling me that ‘Cinnamon’ isn’t her real name. I may never be able to trust a dancer again.
Ever have this happen? Not a stripper lying but the guilty confession part. This was certainly not the first confession that I’ve gotten but it was by far the most guilt-ridden. It also made me wonder how many customers have to backtrack and confess their lies to strippers when they realize they want some kind of real relationship. Oh what a tangled web we weave…


I'll never forget the stripper that told me her mother died and that she had gone off the deep end emotionally and ended up in the hospital for mental evaluation and therapy. Later that week, I ran into her brother and I expressed sympathy for his mother's passing. He looked at me in shock and said his mother( her mother, also) wasn't dead at all.