Need advice/suggestions. Is this SS or is she possibly being legit?

Fellow PLs….I need your advice/suggestions/expertise. I was at a local club 4 weeks ago and met this dancer (I’ll call her my CF.) We talked for a good couple of hours. I spent $60 on dances…definitely not a whale. After the dances, she came back to my table and we talked some more. She went to the back to model different outfits for me…to see which one I liked best. As we were talking, she said, “You seem like boyfriend material. I like you. I’d like to get to know you.” Before I leave, we exchange numbers. She gives me her usual schedule and tells me to come visit her at the club.

I think nothing of it. We text back and forth the next few days…just getting to know each other. She says she has kids. She claims she is single and not dating anyone currently. She claims her ex-husband is locked up. Is she telling the truth….who knows…because….you know, stripper shit. She starts this “I think about you all the time. I want to see you again.” So, the next week we make plans for me to see her again at the club. I show up, she’s on stage dancing for a customer sitting at the rail. She stops dancing for him, stands up, shouts my name, waves, and blows me a kiss.

After she’s done on stage, she comes over and joins me. We talk and talk and talk. She introduces me to the waitress as “her boyfriend” and that she “loves me.” I respond with, “Whoa….slow down. We’ve known each other for 1 week. You don’t love me. I’m not your boyfriend…you don’t even know me.” She then apologizes and reintroduces me to the waitress as her “future boyfriend.” She says she doesn’t “L-O-V-E me…its more like an L-U-S-T for me.” The waitress laughs and looks at me and says, “Sounds like someone is really horny tonight!”

While we were talking, and while she was sober, she said, “I really want to hang out with you outside of here. Would you like to grab lunch sometime? I normally don’t do this…but you are a lot of fun to hang out with and you seem like a sweetheart.” I agree to meet up sometime for lunch.

This night, it just so happens my ATF is also working. I learned, quickly, my ATF and my CF do NOT get along. I’ve been getting dances from my ATF for about 1.5 years now. I just met my CF 1 week ago. As me and my CF are talking, my ATF walks by my table and smiles and gives me a wave. I smile and wave back. My CF loses her shit. “Do you want her instead of me? You know she has a boyfriend, don’t you? I don’t have a boyfriend. She does. There is nothing there for you. Nothing will ever happen between you. She’ll lie to you. I won’t lie to you. I bet she never told you she had a boyfriend! What do you even see in that bitch? I get it. She’s young and cute. Did she suck your dick? Did you fuck her? If you want her, let me know and I’ll get up and leave right now!”

Wow. I assured her me and my ATF have never done anything like that. It’s strictly a customer/dancer relationship at the club. Nothing more. We talk a little bit more and she calms down…then we head to the back for more dances. During one of the songs, we were the only ones back in the back. She stepped up on the couch and pulled her G-string aside and smothered me with her pussy. She then instructed me to “Lick it. Kiss it. Kiss it. Lick it.” She began grinding her hips while saying “Kiss. Lick. Lick. Kiss.” This went on for 45 seconds to a minute…then she jumped down and covered herself up. During the last song, my ATF walks back there with another customer. My CF is sitting in my lap kissing and biting my ears. She looks up at my ATF and says, “What the fuck are you looking at?” My CF then looks at me and says, “Do you still want her? Do you think about her when you are with me? Have you been thinking about her this entire time?” I answer, “No. I’m here with you thinking about you.” My CF kisses me on the cheek and says, “Lets get out of here. This is weird. I don’t want her watching us.”

The next day I got another text from my CF “Had a blast last night. I can’t stop thinking about you. Hope the feeling is mutual.”
We text back and forth that week and end up making plans to meet up on Saturday night for dinner. I shoot her a text Saturday late morning to make sure everything is still a go….no response. She texts me back around 4pm telling me her “daddy was in a car accident” and is in the hospital and she can’t meet up. Said she’d text me later on with an update to let me know how everything is going. Never heard back from her.

I get a call a few days later from “Caller ID Unavailable.” I let it go to voicemail. Turns out to be my CF. She claims her phone was shut off…and she’s calling from her cousins phone. But her cousin didn’t want me to know the number. She said her “daddy” had a heart attack and had to have heart surgery…but he was ok…and getting released in a couple of days. (Heart attack? Her text said car accident...) She said since we didn’t get to go out Saturday, she wanted to see if I could stop by the club that night and we could talk and hang out and make plans to go out on a date another time.

I go to the club that night. I find a table and my CF sees me and comes running over and jumps in my lap and starts kissing me. Saying, “I’m so glad you made it! I really wanted to see you!” I just say “Hey.” She then starts, “What’s wrong? Are you mad at me?” I told her I had a rough week…and I was tired of her games. I told her I was perfectly happy with a dancer/customer relationship in the club. If that’s all she wanted…I was perfectly fine with that. She then said, “No. I really want to get to know you. I like hanging out with you. I feel like I can ‘be myself’ around you….not the stripper that works here. That’s not who I really am.”

We talk some more and she tells me she gets jealous when other dancers come over and talk to me…and she really doesn’t want me coming to the club…even to visit her. She asks if I get jealous when she dances for other guys. I respond with “Not really. I have nothing to be jealous about. I’m not your boyfriend. You aren’t my girlfriend. I look at it as just a part of your job. It’s what you do to make money.”

We then talk some more about our “situation” and what she really wants. She said she really wants to get to know me outside of the club. She then asks when my next day off was…I tell her. She said she has to work that night…but she will just call in sick and we will hang out that night. Well, that night is tonight…and I’ve yet to hear anything from her.

We eventually head to the back for some dances. Plenty of grinding and dirty talk. She keeps asking me “What’s on your mind? What are you thinking about?” I tell her I’m thinking of nothing…just enjoying the moment with her. I ask her “What are you thinking about?” She responds, “I’m thinking about feeling your cock inside me!”

Just like last time, she stepped up and pulled her g-string aside and ordered me to “Suck it. Lick it. Kiss it. Touch it. Suck. Lick. Kiss. Touch.” She then stepped down and covered herself. Then stuck her boobs in my face and ordered me to do the same thing: “Suck them. Lick them. Kiss them. Touch them. Suck. Lick. Kiss. Touch.” For the last half of the last song, she sat in my lap and told me to “kiss her.” I kissed her…and she kissed back. And we made out for the remainder of the song. After the last song, I stood up, and was getting ready to pay her in the side of her G-string. Then she said, “Stop! Wait!” She then pulled the front of her G-string out and said “Shove it down the front and rub my pussy!” She then grabbed my hand and shoved it down her g-string and rubbed it back and forth for a good 10-15 seconds.

She hasn’t asked for money. I pay for a few dances I get in the club…and that’s it. I was really surprised she didn’t ask for money to “turn her phone back on.” When she said her “daddy” had a heart attack…that choice of words I found…interesting. Not her dad. Her daddy. Sugar daddy? Baby daddy? I’m being VERY cautious. What is everyone’s take on this?