This is a little lengthy but a great read from a friend I've known for a long time. Seems somewhat mean but if you knew him it was meant to turn me on and gotta admit it did. it reads
You get here right on time dressed in your nice street clothes and sunglasses. No one would ever think to know your secret. After a wardrobe change and some make up you go to the bar and get a drink. In your mind you hope its a great night as you know the bills need to get paid. You chat up the guys and they all love to chat but your wanting to be somewhere else. You here your name and come to the stage. Your mad because you haven't got a good buzz and know you dance better after a few more drinks. You spend a ton of time making sure your body is perfect for this moment right here. In your mind you hear the constant reminders that no self respecting girl would do this. However you know that you have respect. When you snap out of your thoughts you realize your already topless. A few guys stare as your thong hits the ground. There it is, another night doing something you never thought you would do. You lay on your back legs spread with your hands holding open your most intimate part. You hear some asshole make a snide remark that would've made the old you cry but not now. The new you knows that your meant for this. You love it and hate it all at the same time. As the set winds down you count your tips and know your that much closer to paying your bills. You come back to the floor desperate to grab a drink. Meanwhile a group of drunk guys holler "come here whore" you do so as commanded. You know they own you until closing time. Its the same response as when they come to the rail and you crawl hands and knees to them blinded and in total submission. As you get closer one grabs you and tells you about how sexy your ass is or how nice your tits or pussy looked. You know a bouncer could toss them but you tip toe the line and so do they. 30 mins later you leave with a mere 20 bucks. The shift is over and you leave dead tired and feeling cheap. You crawl into bed and finally get some rest and all the while you know tomorrow night you'll do it all over again. You love it and you love the money. You should be proud to put up with this and still love the job. You are what all women should strive to be. In the end if more girls acted like you would their mans be watching you at night?
Thanks to a regular for that. It was empowering and I know he knows a lot of insight as we talk a lot about work. Just thought I would share . I thought he painted a picture pretty well.
I don't read it as "empowering."