Have You Ever Had Any Life Changing Moments in A Strip Club?

I never looked at a dollar the same again

Damn. the last eight years of my intensive and maybe perhaps excessive strip clubin has been life-changing.

I apologize. I’m being an accurate here. 7 1/2 years.

damn. Siri strikes again. IN accurate.

Every time I get a BJ, my life changes just a bit.

My first actually GREAT lap dance not that weak effortless shit you always see. I thought to myself, “Oh this is what money is for” It made more motivated to make money. I’ve been obsessing about money ever since. Definitely changed me for better or worse.

Changed my attitude when I saw that a girl from my college class was stripping to make money on the side, doing so in hopes nobody would find out. All whole realm of perceptions opened up right then.

oh man....

I remember one time, it was during thanksgiving break of my sophomore year. That semester had been a really hard one. I went to the strip club and bought a dance with a really gorgeous girl. At this time my club had mirrors in the backrooms, I don't know what happened to them, but in the middle of the lap dance, I saw myself in the mirror and the sight of this unbelievably gorgeous, mostly naked girl wriggling around on top of me and putting her hands behind my head was incredible, like something out of a dream. I felt like a little kid on Christmas morning, and I hadn't felt that way in a long time. At that moment, I realized nobody could ever make me regret the money I've spent at strip clubs. People have acted before like I was wasting my money by spending so much on strippers and escorts, but I can honestly say there's nothing that my money could be better spent on.

Yes, locking in up close eye contact with just a completely intriguing Latina. Of of those I would later learn was doing Front Room FS, and with the group I would come to call, "Beloved Latina Escorts".

SJG

In my time SCing I've learned....

- SCs are lonely places with real disconnects between people. Dancers chase dreams and their own demons, PLs chase delusions and the dream to just connect with a woman on any level.

- No one is really happy in a strip club. I've used this to my advantage... form a real connection and dancers, staff will love you. Just give something real when everything is fake.

- I learned that life can't be planned and everything is fleeting. So appreciate something real when you do have it.

- I learned you can find love anywhere. Even in a strip club. And that its not something to take for granted. I learned what love really is when she hurt me so bad but I couldn't hate her or even think anything bad of her. ..and ended up with her best friend.

- I also learned that most of the advice certain self professed experts on this site give, is completely off...........unless all you're looking for is to buy a hooker's time.

- I also realized I'm a stripper magnet... I pretty much exclusively date them.

Any place where people will be paying money to cum in their pants, that's got to be people who are really desperate.

SJG

^that one made me laugh but its true

The second i walked into honk kong i was never the same.

My life was changed the first time I received FS in a VIP.

I love being with a beautiful girl. To me what I have spent overall enjoying beautiful young ladies is so worth it.

it’s been an expensive learning curve... especially during the first few years. Not to say that I know it all now. But I’ve learned a few things. Las vegas was an expensive lesson. But I had good times. I just wish I had been introduced to Tijuana much earlier.

Omg, I just figured out who IceyLoco is “when she hurt me so bad”!

Ranukam, Randy Anukam, Clackport, now I forget his rapper persona........

PNemesis!!

Yes, I had a life-changing event in a strip club:

I saw Jesus in the VIP room getting a blow job.

Life changing. ABSOFUCKINGLUTELY! Now, keep in mind that I have now had 8 vodka infused glasses of wine over the last 3 hours. Thus, my story is from the depths of my soul. About 15 years ago, my current ex bitch wife kicked me out of my house because I was watching the Playboy Channel on TV. We were not doing the best in our relationship anyway, but I was very faithful except my Playboy Channel watching. When I walked out the door because of no fucking choice, I went To a bar to drink my life away. I really just wanted to blow my fucking brains out. I got approached by a weird dude that told me that he knew that I just lost my family. He proceeded to tell me that I was into a 12 year marriage with 2 kids and that I was being forced to separate from those kids. He too was in a 12 year marriage and was loosing his 2 kids. We decided to go to a strip club and have fun. As we were driving to the club in his car, i noticed they he had playing cards spread out all over his car. I had the same in mine, so I asked him why he had so many playing cards. He told me that he was a magician and that he practiced card manipulation while he drove. Weird because I am a magician and actually do the exact same thing. When we get to the club, he tells me to not mess with him because he is a third degree black belt in kenpo. I told him that we are good because I am third degree black belt in Tae Kwon Do mixed with shoryn rhyu, ishin rhyu and a few others. He then throws several punches and kicks at me. I block them and place him into a rear naked choke after throwing him to ground with a wrist lock. I told him to chill or I would break his neck. We chilled. We then went to the strip Club entrance. As we approach the door he asked my name. I told him my name was Michael. He stated that i was apparently his guardian angel this night. I laughed and asked his name. He told me that he is called Gabe. I asked if his name was Gabriel. His answer was a resounding yes. Freaked me out. We go into the club and have a blast. At midnight there were 7 dancers who approached me individually and told me that my “friend” was scaring them. They were freaked out about his ability to speak to each of them in their native language. All 7 dancers were of 7 different nationalities. Apparently, my new friend was fluent in each of their languages. The dancers were so uncomfortable that the bouncers made us leave. There is a shit Ton more to this LIFE CHANGING EVENT that I Just don’t have the time to share, but to answer the original question.... YES, I HAVE HAD A LIFE CHANGING EXPERIENCE IN A STRIP CLUB