in my 20+ years of hittin the strippies, i can't think of any other gifts i've ever given a dancer besides giving a chick $200. she said she'd pay me back the following week. that was maybe 10 years ago and i'm still waiting. i knew i wouldn't get the money back. i did it because the week before she asked, we were chatting--i hadn't seen her in a few years and she showed me a pic of a baby she had recently and said that why no one's seen her for awhile. she wasn't setting me up, though. the following week, she told me she needed $200 to move. I wouldn't've been there that night but a friend of mine wanted to go back to that club.
why $200? i don't know. so i did it strictly for the kid. whatever this chick was going through, her kid deserved to be ok. so i met this dancer in a public space. man, i'll never do that again. i was there with $200 in cash. i was chatting with her about something but i noticed as i was chatting her eyes never left the cash i had holding in my hand. never. it was scary.
and c'mon. she's a dancer--a good looking one too who can actually dance. she can't make $200 easily? she doesn't have enough friends or customers who'd give her $200? that she had to ask me and i don't even have a rapport with her. she was someone who had given me lappies in the past. she was friends with another cute dancer and i had a crush on her friend. but we had chemistry too, so the lappies were good and that's it. never talked. didn't know anything about her.
that told me what kind of person she had turned into which is why i gave her the $200. seeing pics of her kid, told me her kid needed it. i hope the money went to good use. the way she never kept her eyes off my hands with the cash on it, scared the shit outta me.