Crazy obsessed in love / stalker stories...

There was a dancer at the now closed 1320 Club II in Springfield VA who had to change the days she was on and had management delete her name from the published schedules. The guy was so obsessed with her that he threatened to beat the crap out of of any guy who had the effrontery to talk to her, let alone get dances from her - that would have included me given that she was one of my favorite dancers ever.

She was actually in her 40s, a grandmother, and one of the absolutely sweetest women on the face of the earth. She gave me one of my most memorable lap dances ever about two weeks before their lease ended.

My ATF had a number of stalkers. She told me a stalker was texting her a 100 times a day. I didn't believe that, and so she showed me her phone. He had sent her at least 50 texts and it was not yet noon.

A different stalker of hers sent me a message on Facebook. He threatened to punch me in the nose if I didn't leave his "fiancee" alone. He was younger and bigger than me, but I don't think he was faster than my Glock.

Not sure I have a good story about a dancer being stocked but I have one of my own...

I was close to going through a divorce and two girls who were sisters I went to school with had become good friends with a family member. The younger one decided she had a thing for me and she was married and her husband was a little shady. I had heard from a family member that he had shown up at church one time in a trench coat and wearing a strap on under it. He was flashing old ladies with the strap on. Her entire family was in on her delusion that she was going to marry me. I did not want anything to do with her in that way.

It was not long before my divorse was started she was stopping by my house late at night. I only knew this because of what I heard from my family. I just happened to be out walking my dog during those times so I never did see her. Then I catch eind that her husband wants to talk to me because he thinks I am after his wife. I heard rumors he was waiting outside my house for me to get home on multiple occasions and was warned to watch my back. This situation ended up dying down after a while with no confrontation.

Fast forward a couple years... the husband was involved in a bad drug deal where someone owed him money. Him and a couple of his friends ended up taking the guy owing the money for a ride to a desolate place. Husband pulled a sawed off shotgun out and completely unloaded it into the dude. He reloaded a couple more times and kept pumping rounds into the dead corpse. Because of the rage involved husband got life in prison. Now she is married to her ex husbands first cousin and they are both complete losers that are trying to live off their kids.

The redneck family tree grows straight up

100 texts a day? I wouldn’t have believed that either. That’s crazy. Why would a guy do that? That’s obviously only gonna make the woman not wanna ever talk to you again.

Well, that is crazy, and very consistent with obsessive stalking. 🙄

Ha. This just gives me more confirmation bias against keeping regulars past 3 times or so. My stories are pretty tame for the most part.

Tho in my case, I wouldn’t call it fair to refer to him as a stalker. It was just that that particular customer had 3 or 4 job offers in four cities. He considered the work in one city to be likely the most interesting. In another one to be the highest pay. But he said he was likely to choose Austin because that’s where I was.

Once his internship was completed and he left Austin to finish his last year at school, I “broke up” with him so to speak. —— Tho, I did deal with one weirdo. Not OTC stalking, but I guess you could call him creepy.

One time I was working and onstage and he walked up to me and outright started pitching to me to go to VIP and “eat pussy”.

I shrugged it off and ignored him. Later on, when I danced for a couple of customers, he creeped them out and they stopped buying. Ugh.

Then he reaaaly wanted a dance later and I was dumb enough to agree to it, thinking he will lose interest if I give him a shitty dance. Then a minute in when my face was turned he immediately whipped out his dick and shot precum at me.

Normally, I am pretty poker faced at a lot of customer antics, but I flew off the handle that day and yelled at him. And demanded an extra tip, which I got. He was nonchalant after handing the money over and asked me if I’d fuck him for $100. I went to the dressing room, cleaned myself up, warned about him to a couple other dancers, and thankfully he was gone when I emerged back.

Actually, there was that ex regular who figured out my first name. And messaged me addressing me as such. But I blocked him and never heard from him again. —— And then the customer at the end of the night who non-chalantly told me he would be waiting in the parking lot for me. A bouncer walked me to my car and I didn’t see him so it worked out just fine.

I wouldn't be so quick to get rid of a customer just because you've danced for him 3 or 4 times. If the guy isn't creepy or possessive, you may be turning away literally thousands of dollars of no risk cash.

With my ATF I have always made it clear that if she is offered a dance(s) on her tip round, she should dance for them. I want her to make as much money as she can, and she is absolutely worth waiting for.

Of course, whether or not you accept regulars and under what conditions is entirely up to you. After all, it's your safety that is at stake.

I think I went to the 1320 II club once. It was pretty decent. I'm not in clubs enough anymore to hear about crazy RIL stories or see the drama unfold. Can't say I miss those days, either.

Ooh! And don’t forget the TUSCLer who told me that I was dumb for running my mouth off because people know what club I work at. And that one day I was going to be spiked with GHB.

@atacdawg yeah sometimes I wonder that too. But then every time I try, I give up again and decide it’s not worth it. I like the idea in theory.

But since I’ve decided to now become a travel hobo, it’s not too much of a concern anyways now 😁

For me totally it’s all these dancers that can’t get enough me. Following me to my car, hiding in my backyard tree, stalking me on social media. It just kind of comes with the territory of being so damn sexy. 😎

^ lol

Muddy you don’t have a backyard tree! 🧐

...Not that I know that for sure 😅

Ohhh Nice that was you last night! Not again. God damn alright girl that’s it no lap dances for one weekend!

Yeah, this kind of a thread is about things which are not good.

SJG

^^^^^ bad scene indeed.

SJG