Gone too soon
MrDeuce
Illinois
Saturday, September 12, 2015 9:16 PM
I'm bummed tonight. I found out a few hours ago that a beautiful stripper named M*, with whom I enjoyed three wonderful VIP sessions between January and May, was found dead of a heroin overdose on Labor Day. I was visiting her former club in a large Midwestern city this afternoon and, just before I left, learned about her untimely death from a newish dancer who had overlapped with her briefly before she was fired. M* had a gorgeous face, a remarkable ass for a white girl (though she did have a Puerto Rican mother), and nicely done 38D fake tits. She was an unusually stylish stripper and was always very nice to me and fun to hang out with. She was 34 years old. RIP, M*!
In a weird coincidence, I was reading an article in the newspaper this morning about the increasing tendency of police and prosecutors to go after johns rather than prostitutes. According to the article, a study funded by the National Institutes of Health and conducted by the American Journal of Epidemiology indicated that the average life expectancy of a prostitute in the U.S. is . . . 34!
Was M* a prostitute? Well, she pleasured me orally (and swallowed) within an hour of meeting me, and her firing by the club's management wasn't for double-parking, if you catch my drift. I guess each of us PLs has to decide for himself (or herself) to what extent strippers are prostitutes.
I had just texted her about six weeks ago to inquire whether she was going to return to dancing. Over the next hour she blew up my phone with 17 (!) texts (I counted) asking me for money to help fund a photography business that she was trying to start. Since I know that a "loan" to a stripper is actually a gift, I declined. That was our last contact of any kind.
Her death, hitting so close to home, has given me much food for thought this evening.
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