While reading another discussion thread, I was reminded of the time I was sitting in Olympic Garden in Las Vegas. I saw this cute little redhead up on a side stage, and just had to tip her. So I walked up to the stage, and the moment she sees me she puts her hands to her mouth, and I'm like, "What the hell did I do wrong?" Then she comes over to me, crouches down, gives me a hug and whispers in my ear, "You don't recognize me? It's me, xxxxx." And then I took a step back. Once she told me who she was of course I recognized her. We had once worked for the same company. I had actually been her trainer when she was hired. Lol. It was just so unexpected.
Has anyone else ever met a dancer they already knew from "real life" in a club, and if so, how did it go?
No, that would be a trip, I dated an ex-stripper, I wish I had seen her when she was a young babe, dancing. She was a stunning 40's redhead when we dated.
I had the reverse happen to me. Ran in to a "former" stripper (so she said) at my job. Ended up getting her number and going out with her! Doubt if something like that will ever happen to me again!
I myself never experienced that, but my old friend from my high school days in the west Chicago suburbs always claimed that one of his old classmates ended up a stripper, a fact he didn't discover until he bought a lap dance from her in a club. I personally doubt it happened but you never know
Yes, there was this gorgeous girl in jr high. Always wanted to bang her but she would only bang guys in high school. One of those girls who was probably regularly smoking pot at age 12.
I can't remember what happened to her in high school, dropped out or moved away. Anyway while back in town during my college years a few friends went to a strip club for thanksgiving break and she's dancing at the club, trashy and hot as ever. I didn't get a dance or anything but said hellos.
Have no idea where she is today, would not surprise me one bit if she has OD'd or something crazy like that, she was a wild one.
Yep. Ran into a girl who I originally knew from school. An odd coincidence, since I went to school very far away from the club. We tried to keep our chance encounter light and good humored. But really, it was awkward.
I also ran into a girl from work. It was a small company and located near the strip club, which was sort of risky / dumb on her part (my opinion). I told her that it was none of my business and I wouldn't spread it around the office (and I didn't). Regardless, she left the job within a month of the encounter. I avoided that club for a couple of months because I wanted nothing to do with the drama or awkwardness. When I did go ask, she wasn't working there, either.
I ran into one of my employees while she was moonlighting at Club Eden. We banged for a while, but she was a weird one. We mutually agreed to end it all after a couple of months. Apart from the job, we had nothing in common.
I have not me anyone I actually knew in real life, but this is kind of close. In 2010, shortly after a job promotion caused me to relocate from Michigan to Wisconsin, I began my days of clubbing. I think it was my second visit to this particular club where I had a nice conversation with one of the dancers. When I told her where I was from, she got excited and told me that is where she is from too. I then asked her what high school she went to. Her answer was a school that really does exist, so chances are she really is from the same city I was from. BTW, we both were from different school districts. My family lived in the suburbs and her family lived in the city. She was a very nice girl, but I did not get a dance from her. I don't remember why. It was probably because I already had several dances that night from other dancers.
A couple stories that don't quite fit the topic, but are close enough:
One of my reps at an old job in Phoenix was a former stripper...but a few months into the job, began stripping again I believe at Christies Cabaret in Tempe. She was very open about it. One of my coworkers went and saw her dance. I however am discrete about my hobby and didn't partake.
2nd story - At another job, rumor had it the girl who sat a few cubes over from me used to be in porn. She however was out of the game and didn't want anyone to know. I never brought up with her directly out of respect for that. However, though she wasn't particularly hot to me, a porn star is a porn star, and I had to see her stuff. I eventually found out her porn name and furiously jerked off to nothing but her videos for like a week straight. This was like 7 years ago, so I've long since forgotten her name (real and stage), but she was in what I remember is a fairly well known scene (she was a small and skinny redhead with shorter hair, and the scene was a really rough blowjob, possibly more, where she starts crying and legit gets really pissed off). Might go search for it now....
I had a similar experience as the OP. I went to the local club and saw a former college classmate of mine dancing. She was floored that I was "into strip clubs." We hung out briefly after that. There was too much shit in her personal life so it ended quickly. This was also before I got seriously into TUSCL. In hindsight I wish I had some how leveraged the situation into being more plugged into my local club.
On a different occasion, me and a few friends were doing a rare guys night out to the local club. Unbeknownst to my group, several mutual friends had formed a 2nd guys night out group and we all ended up there at the same time. We were all like: "small world huh?"
Met friends at the club to take in the sights? Lots of times. One rule was to avoid open VIP at the same time. Met friends who became dancers? Zero times. Too bad because some of them would've made great strippers.
I am a retired high school teacher. So far I have run into former students 5 times. My first encounter was with a former student who was a cocktail waitress and later became a dancer. Awkward moment but manageable.
Next incident was running into a former male student who was a security guard. Moved on to the bar, got my drink and was watching the dancer on stage when there was a hand on my shoulder and "Mr. -----, I didn't expect to see you here." We discussed current events and decided that we were both over 21 so it was fine. My tips though were slid along the bar and not tucked. When it came time for her performance the DJ broadcast "It must be pretty strange having your teacher here."
The next brief encounter was with another former student working the crowd in a very packed house. I didn't recognize her but she did me. "Remember me? You taught my sister. I didn't have these back then." As she grabbed my hands and planted them on her fake boobs.
The last was another girl on stage. She was working the far side so I saw and recognized her before she saw me. When she moved to my end of the bar, spotted me and froze in a panic while covering her breasts. I just got up and walked out the door rather than see her collapse in cardiac arrest.
I have been there. It was a former classmate from 7-12th grade, just a few months after we had graduated HS. She was a legit 8.5/10, if not 9/10 ITC.
It was a nude dive club, no LDs, just a pole and stage setup. She was a mix of Italian and some North African country (Algeria?), so she was very olive skin toned, with long and very dark hair, what you might call exotic looking. She came out in 7 inch white stiletto Pleasers, a white bra and thong with a white (very) shear camisole thing. It looked fantastic under the black light ITC. The contrast between the white and her skin tone was mmm mmm. At first I was like, is that her? Can it be? Sure enough it was her.
The encounter didn't end well for the dancer. I wasn't disrespectful or anything. She started her stage set, slinked down in front of me, knelt down on both knees, and teased with the camisole, started her strip tease, when she finally recognized me. "Dominic??!?" Then tears started, as she shuffled off, sobbing from the stage. It was the saddest thing.
I went back the next day. I thought I might see if I could apologize or somehow "make it right." But the staff said she had quit.
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I can't remember what happened to her in high school, dropped out or moved away. Anyway while back in town during my college years a few friends went to a strip club for thanksgiving break and she's dancing at the club, trashy and hot as ever. I didn't get a dance or anything but said hellos.
Have no idea where she is today, would not surprise me one bit if she has OD'd or something crazy like that, she was a wild one.
I also ran into a girl from work. It was a small company and located near the strip club, which was sort of risky / dumb on her part (my opinion). I told her that it was none of my business and I wouldn't spread it around the office (and I didn't). Regardless, she left the job within a month of the encounter. I avoided that club for a couple of months because I wanted nothing to do with the drama or awkwardness. When I did go ask, she wasn't working there, either.
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One of my reps at an old job in Phoenix was a former stripper...but a few months into the job, began stripping again I believe at Christies Cabaret in Tempe. She was very open about it. One of my coworkers went and saw her dance. I however am discrete about my hobby and didn't partake.
2nd story - At another job, rumor had it the girl who sat a few cubes over from me used to be in porn. She however was out of the game and didn't want anyone to know. I never brought up with her directly out of respect for that. However, though she wasn't particularly hot to me, a porn star is a porn star, and I had to see her stuff. I eventually found out her porn name and furiously jerked off to nothing but her videos for like a week straight. This was like 7 years ago, so I've long since forgotten her name (real and stage), but she was in what I remember is a fairly well known scene (she was a small and skinny redhead with shorter hair, and the scene was a really rough blowjob, possibly more, where she starts crying and legit gets really pissed off). Might go search for it now....
On a different occasion, me and a few friends were doing a rare guys night out to the local club. Unbeknownst to my group, several mutual friends had formed a 2nd guys night out group and we all ended up there at the same time. We were all like: "small world huh?"
Next incident was running into a former male student who was a security guard. Moved on to the bar, got my drink and was watching the dancer on stage when there was a hand on my shoulder and "Mr. -----, I didn't expect to see you here." We discussed current events and decided that we were both over 21 so it was fine. My tips though were slid along the bar and not tucked. When it came time for her performance the DJ broadcast "It must be pretty strange having your teacher here."
The next brief encounter was with another former student working the crowd in a very packed house. I didn't recognize her but she did me. "Remember me? You taught my sister. I didn't have these back then." As she grabbed my hands and planted them on her fake boobs.
The last was another girl on stage. She was working the far side so I saw and recognized her before she saw me. When she moved to my end of the bar, spotted me and froze in a panic while covering her breasts. I just got up and walked out the door rather than see her collapse in cardiac arrest.
I have been there. It was a former classmate from 7-12th grade, just a few months after we had graduated HS. She was a legit 8.5/10, if not 9/10 ITC.
It was a nude dive club, no LDs, just a pole and stage setup. She was a mix of Italian and some North African country (Algeria?), so she was very olive skin toned, with long and very dark hair, what you might call exotic looking. She came out in 7 inch white stiletto Pleasers, a white bra and thong with a white (very) shear camisole thing. It looked fantastic under the black light ITC. The contrast between the white and her skin tone was mmm mmm. At first I was like, is that her? Can it be? Sure enough it was her.
The encounter didn't end well for the dancer. I wasn't disrespectful or anything. She started her stage set, slinked down in front of me, knelt down on both knees, and teased with the camisole, started her strip tease, when she finally recognized me. "Dominic??!?" Then tears started, as she shuffled off, sobbing from the stage. It was the saddest thing.
I went back the next day. I thought I might see if I could apologize or somehow "make it right." But the staff said she had quit.