Seriously Outspent
rickdugan
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Now as we all know, all else being equal, the bigger fish naturally garner more attention than the minnows in a SC. Now I am no whale by any stretch, but I usually make a decent contribution to a good night for a dancer and will have her attention for as long as I want it, or at least for a couple of hours of non-strenuous work. The fact that I usually frequent smaller clubs on slower nights usually helps my game a lot as well. And, of course, I become a really good night for certain more understanding girls. ;)
One night I became a minnow. Just as I was getting settled next to my fav, William (not his real name of course) walked in the door. William is a local artist who has made it big and spends a veritable fortune every time he walks in the door. He hands out Benjamins as stage tips and being selected by him for entertainment is like having a winning daily pick lottery ticket. As luck would have it, he asked my fav to join him and, of course, with the prospect of earning an easy $1,000 and probably a lot more, there was no way she could say no. And of course I had no intention of dropping that kind of cash simply to hang with a girl, so all I could do was wish her luck.
I don't begrudge her at all of course. She made $2k off of him during his previous visit, and could easily make that much again, so of course she needed to sit with him. And she was good enough to go out of her way to swing by every time he disappeared for a smoke or a bathroom break, which she certainly didn't have to do.
But what a humbling experience. All I could do is sit there with a bemused smile. And the icing on this cake is that I sat there alone since, of course, to the other girls I am still the fav's customer.
Karma can be a real bitch.
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On one of my eastern trips I saw a dancer in an Ottawa club that really turned my crank. This lady was the epitome of all my silly teen age fantasies. Her costume was my favourite variety - side-slit, decollete gown. I primed her with tips in her cleavage as she made her way through the crowd to the stage. Her stage show was elegant, sensuous, and pleasantly raunchy. I sat mesmerized on my bar stool during her show, twitching grotesquely with a ferocious boner. I was in serious lust, dead eager to drag her off to the VIP. I slyly counted my cash and decided that I was willing to use the remaining $2500 in my wallet to get 'closer' to this beauty.
She rejected my entreaties and went to the VIP with a geeky young guy in jeans and sneakers. I moaned to the bartender about my cursed luck and the bartender told me that this beauty dances exclusively for this geeky guy who was purported to be some kind of high tech millionaire. I wanted to shout out that I was an oil patch millionaire and that I was sure I could write a much bigger cheque than could the geek in sneakers!
Of course, I did not do that. After some desultory lap dances with less worthy ladies and a few more beers I made my way to a steak house and spent the remainder of my $2500 on an excellent Bordeaux and a mighty tasty rib eye.
From time to time, however, that beauty torments me in my dreams.
Hey, rick, there's room for only one minnow on this site! I guess unless one is richer than Mitt Romney, they will have "one of those nights" sooner or later.
Yet, if one goes to a club often enough, dancer(s) in question will be playing an entirely different tune on another visit.........
This is my story:
Theirs this one club back home I go to a lot and all the girls love me...they light up every time I walk in...most the girls kinda fight over me and treat me well for my usual $250spent and a little more for the girls that does take out....(wink,wink)...(I thank I brought this up in shadows CR thread) then one day I should up when this well dressed older man takes my fave to the CR and is gone for 4hours! 4hours! In this club its $500 an hour ! $2,000 for no sex ! Hell I don't have that for sex ! Lol so I was all bumbed out ! I did hang with some of the other girls wich did give a nice time....but it was not me lady ! : (.........
It happened at the Columbia Platinum Plus. My original ATF was Carter. She was by far the most popular dancer at the club and she was the ATF of a lot of guys.
I had just arrived at the club and Carter joined me immediately at a table. 10 minuteslater a bouncer taps her on the shoulder. She had to go talk to him. She came back and told me that a very important customer had requested her for a Champagne Room gig. She said that was just about impossible for her to get out of it. She asked if I understood and could wait for her? I said yes.
An hour later she came out of the room and came over to me. She said "the guys wants another hour". Then she tried to hand me $40 to get dances from some other girls while I waited. I refused the money and she went back to the CR.
About 15 minutes later a guy in a suit with a dancer came over to my table. I recognized the dancer as Kitten. He introduced himself as Rick the manager, and told me that Carter had bought me dances with Kitten and to just take her to the counch room and enjoy it. That it was already paid for. I did. I found out some time later that Rick and Kitten were secretely married.
Carter came out of the CR at the end of the 2nd hour and spent the rest of the night with me. The whale paid for it.
Shadow your such a baller !
My story was like this, I come in, see one of my favs, we're getting comfy she's got her hand where I want it, out on the main floor, and I'm just about ready to move to a more private area, when she gets called from the DJ. She excuses herself, and about 10 minutes later the floor manager comes over and tells me that the girl I was with would likely be busy for a minimum of 3 hours... would I like a different girl??? I advised the manager that I would think about it, but decided to leave because the other girls just weren't working for me after I had my heart on that one. Hate to be outspent, but it happens...
Example a two for $30 can become four for 60 or even 6 for 80 but a two for $40 will almost always stop at two dances. I rarely go for. two for $40 deal.
With my favs, I'm always good for pleasant conversation, a couple drinks, and a couple LDs. I generally tip well on the LDs if the girl sat with me and chatted a little beforehand. So, on a slow night or when whales are not present, my favs are often happy to sit with me for a while. I have noticed though, that when the whale does come in the club, sometimes she's gotta go be with him - either at the direction of club management, or simply because she prefers to be where the bigger dollars are.
I'm okay either way. I don't fault my fav and realize it's a business and the high-payer wins. I can play that game if I choose, but I've found I get enough action at my way-lower, but still decent and steady, rate of pay. As chimark mentions, I hate to lose out sometimes, but it's the way the game is played.
It is one thing to be bought out, but to be thrown out? I need to start working for farmerart.
One night, when I first walked into the club, there were fewer guys than girls as it was a Sunday night. And my fav took off from the guy she was sitting with, who had in fact just bought her a drink, to come over and cozy up. All lights were showing green for an enjoyable night....
...And then I saw William walk up to the bar. At that point, I thought my night was about to go into the toilet. But then I noticed that my fav wasn't moving. Nor, for that matter, was any other girl! When I asked my fav why he was sitting alone, she explained that he had no money to spend.
This is a guy who, for two years, came into the club on a semi-frequent basis and dropped absurd amounts of money during almost every visit. But for two nights running he claimed that he left his wallet at home and tried to convince girls to dance on credit, which of course they did not. However, in consideration for how much he has spent historically, he did manage to scrounge a few drinks from the bartender.
One who did not know better would think that I might have felt some satisfaction from this, but of course that is not the case. I have seen this type of thing too many times in the past to take any joy in it. When the guy has no money, yet cannot help himself and comes to the club looking for credit or comps based upon his past exploits, he is usually in the last stage of freefall. It was depressing to see and reminded me of the pitfalls of clubbing as a primary hobby.
He, and others like him, have been object lessons for me over the years and are the reason why: (1) I have always been careful not too get too wrapped up in any one stripper; and (2) I am careful in setting limits for how much I will spend ITC and OTC on any given trip and in seeking out reasonable ROI. It is not just about the money one has to spend today, but of course how much of it he wants to keep for tomorrow.
I have seen a lot of bustouts over time, but it had been several years since I have seen one of that magnitude.
I spend (drinks, fairly regular CR visits), but no way am I going to drop four or five hundred+ to have one of the more popular girls stay exclusively with me for a couple hours. If they do, it's during those "between times" or during the slower hours, or when they're trying to avoid someone, or not into being there that night or whatever... There's something to be said for being pleasant company in certain clubs.
I was hopping into a CR for fifteen minutes one night with one of the more popular girls before she went off with her usual whale and while we were at the bar getting a couple drinks to take with us, the whale bought us both the booze. Awkward...but I thanked him for it and got his girl warmed up for him. She spent the fifteen minutes telling me how she'd rather spend the evening with me..SS, but OK.
So I do fairly well nipping around the edges, and it kinda works out cause I can spend a few minutes with a number of girls until I settle on the one I want to go farther with without any refusal drama.
Here in the NYC metro area they are not uncommon, especially in Manhattan and on the Gold Coast of CT. I have no interest in being in constant competition with these types, so I work hard to target the right clubs during the right times of the week. But even so, every so often one must work around the so-called whales.
"Life is like a shit sandwich, the more dough you have, the less shit you have to eat."
Time is a pimp !