Sometimes you just don't see it coming. This (paraphrased) was the pre-dance and post-dance discussion I had with a newish day shift dancer, single mother of 2, at my go-to club in Minneapolis today.
Pre-dances...
Dancer: I wish I had some regulars like these other girls here. Me: It takes a while to develop those connections. Dancer: I wonder what nasty stuff they do back there (pointing to VIP rooms) to get them to be regulars? Me (thinking in my head): They don't do anything...this is a topless club in Minneapolis.
We do three table-side dances which included a flash of pussy near the end of the third song....something I've never experienced in this club.
Post-dance...
Dancer: Do you get sex on a regular basis? Me: Not really. Dancer: What do you think of sugar daddy/sugar baby arrangements? Me: Ah, it's not really my thing. Dancer: Well, I'm not in a relationship now and I think I fell too much in love with my last sugar daddy. But I'm available if you're interested. Me (internal thoughts): Can this get anymore awkward? Dancer: What time is it? Me: 5:30 Dancer: Shit, I gotta go pick up my kids at daycare right now. Happy new year!


I like OTC a lot. But I'd get scared away from that last part.