^same here. it was the least i could do. one of the hottest girls i've ever seen anywhere, whether a sex worker or civvy. i did hog and hold her at the bar easily for over an hour for free. she got my money later that evening. became my new fave for the next 3-4 weeks until she quit the club.
Club in Detroit I went to a lot, Penthouse (back when it was good) to be exact.
Middle of a heated and fabulous lapdance, bouncer pulls back the curtain, literally pulls the dancer off my lap because her “whale” had arrived and he was mad she was tied up.
I understood, didn’t raise any fuss, dancer was so shook up she didn’t even ask for any money, I quickly got up and handed her what I owed her for the lapdances, she profusely apologized and was taken away.
I had talked to her later and she said this guy is very demanding, a psycho, but her and the staff put up with him because he dropped a ton of money. The fear in her eyes when she spoke about him was all I needed to know. Worst part is the guy looked like a complete toolbox, had the same haircut as Mark Davis (Raiders owner) and always wore khakis and shitty gold shirt.
On a positive note, if I was in there and he was too, after he would leave she would hang with me the rest of the night, miscount lapdances in my favor, she was always happy he was gone and since she had made her money for the night she was content for the rest of her shift.
Back around 2005 I was sitting with my ATF. gridget, when her ex boy friend came into the club. While I was in the men's room he approached her and tried to get her to dump me. She refused. Later the waitress came over and told gridget that her ex wanted to buy her a drink. Gridget asked the waitress what was the most expensive drink and then ordered one. The drink was still sitting on the table untouched when we left for the day.
Here and there a guy will wave or try to get a girl’s attention while I’m talking to her. Not a big deal. Every once in a long while someone will excuse themselves into my conversations, usually just to drop a tip or say good bye. Nothing more.
I didn’t interrupt but I had a CF who would leave whoever she was with as soon as she saw me enter the club. One time, she and another girl were in a conversation with 3-4 guys and the guys had just bought them drinks. I had unknowingly walked within a few feet of them at the bar as I got there to get a drink. She loudly said she was leaving them for me and took the fresh drink with her. I forget what she said exactly, but it was something that made it clear she was choosing me. I felt a little bad for them had I been in their place, but that feeling only lasted until she took the two steps to wrap herself around me.
Yes, maybe 3 times over the years I've had a guy come over, tap the girl I'm sitting with on the arm, and whisper to her that he wants her to keep him company. Once I had a guy send a drink over to a girl I was sitting with. How did I handle it? I didn't. I let the girl handle it. If she wanted leave, she was free to do so. None of them did.
Yes, once years ago I was sitting at a high top table with a dancer and heard motorcycles pulling into the parking lot. At the door were several bikers - black jackets, black tee shirts, red bandanas. They wanted to look around. As one of the bikers was walking up to my table, the dancer said, "that's my ex, don't pay him no attention." He stood there staring at us. Then more motorcycles pulled into the parking lot and this time the bikers were all blacks. Fortunately, these black bikers had more common sense than the white bikers. One of the black bikers walked up to my table and said something and all the bikers then just left. What did I do - I was too paralyzed from fear to do anything but sit there and pray.
I was in a private booth getting a rather high level of service, with my shorts around my knees or there-abouts, when a very young but very large muscular bouncer barged in, grabbed the dancer by the shoulders / neck, and scooted her out of the booth. I at first assumed this was a police raid or similar, got dressed as fast as I could, but then could easily determine that mine was the only booth that had been thus emptied. Evidently she had pissed off her pimp or protector somehow. I didn't raise a ruckus. This was at Fantasia, Richmond Hill (Toronto), in about 1995.
I had a regular who is objectively very hot who treated me quite well in VIP but as soon as we headed back out to the bar guys would be trying to get her attention and she understandably wanted to bolt. I didn't want to stand in the way of her making money so I learned just to head right out the door after the VIP. Now I see her exclusively OTC
I once asked a waitress to get a girl for me… the dancer immediately came over to me for a dance. She wasnt with a regular, rather was with a guy she was trying to sell a dance to… so it was net-net a win-win as Dugan would say…
BTDT, only I was the guy who “barged in.” I was in the Geriatric Handy Factory one day, waiting for a specific woman. She was tied down by a regular when I grew tired of waiting. I walked over to her while she was still talking to the other guy and said something along the lines of “I have to leave now, I’ll catch you the next time I’m here.”
She got up so fast it must have made the other guy’s head spin and off to VIP we went.
I don't have too many stories with this one. Most guys have respected my shit as I do them. At the end of the day I'm not gonna get all ghetto over a random stripper. I don't own her and she's working and in my situations usually I probably don't even know her yet.
Depends on the situation though, I mean if it's some straight disrespectful shit, I'm not gonna get violent (not worth it) but I will be calling it out. Hey man is that what you do? Mid conversation just butting in, not a fan.
@book guy why would the clubs bouncer be doing work for the pimp? Was the bouncer working for the pimp secretly or something? I would imagine a pimp trying to pull that at most clubs would just get banned from the club and thats why some clubs dont allow dancers boyfriends to come in.
As far as the OP question… while it has happened to many.. im thinking of 3 main reasons the guys interfere. The guy could be a whale and just feels he owns the dancer or she owes him the most attention… the guy could be clueless, foreign or awkward and just not understand why its rude.. the guy could be so jealous and possessive he just cant bear seeing the dancer talk to other guys
I used to visit a club with a number of Indian customers. One of my favorites, for whatever reason, was someone they liked and if we were walking back to the lap dance room, they'd try to get her to go with them. She'd always shoo them away. She would always say what a bunch of rude foreigners they were.
I've encountered several dancers who thought that all members of various ethnic groups would inherently be bad customers. Here the example is Indians (I assume Asian, not Native American). I've heard about a lot of dancers rejecting Asians as dirty and cheap (which is kinda silly since the other stereotype is that they're all good at math and therefore are probably engineers, hence, by second stereotype, clueless and willing to spend too much for a dance). Especially in the Tampa area, Asians were outright rejected more often. It used to be that Blacks were rejected in upper-scale clubs on basis of appearance regardless of actual ability to pay, but that was a general socio-economic phenomenon, not limited to strip clubs.
Personally I hate the smell of curry and the bad breath it engenders. Maybe that's something more common to Indians? Here in NOLa there are several dancers (I think stupid) who approach me with garlic breath. Or blowjob breath.
Not that long ago...it was earlier this year or last year, I lose track...there was a legit whale who walked in as the dancer I wanted/was waiting on was doing her tip walk and was one guy away from me. We'd been trying to link up for a while because I'm not local to that club.
She smiles and takes a step towards me and this guy walks in from the front door and literally hits her from behind as he walks by. It's wasn't a full force punch is was not at all friendly tap. She spins, sees it's him, and then yells after him that he's an asshole. So fine that's not going to affect sexy time, right? Oh was I wrong about that lol....more on this later.
Preview: She texted that he was basically her top money customer after it was clear he was not trying to "let her" come over. It got a little funny and a lot petty...plus it didn't help that a fellow monger had kinda drugged me and I forgot.
Cheetahs Sarasota. Hot, ATF material, Philipina dancer named May. She was being so weird, huddling in a corner seat at the bar under a blanket looking PO'ed as hell. I figured she was some old mama-san dancer who just did back and shoulder rubs.
Then she was called on stage. She shed the blanket and got on stage to reveal an incredible natural body and amazing dances. This big fat fuck in a cheap suit was on her like white on rice. Every stage tip she got, he doubled. Every piece of clothing she took off he collected. Long story short is he spent like a whale and demanded time like a whale, but she hated him and his controlling, entitled, attitude. I took her back for several songs in VIP. Cheetah is heavily monitored with cameras in the booth, so no extras, but she gave me as much mileage as she could get away with. I walked outside the curtain, and tubby bastard is right there hovering or eavesdropping. I was done for the night. It was late, I had spent plenty, and I had lot to do in the morning. If not for that, I would have gotten back in the booth with May and locked her down for another half hour.
Whales come and go. The whale money is good short-term, but he will move on to another girl at some point, and the stable guys (not whales, but good for $x each visit) will remember they were pushed off a cliff when the whale walked in.
Of course, we've all benefitted from being a girl's go-to guy, getting attention whenever we wanted it, so it's a complex issue. But, girls should be a bit strategic about how they handle situations.
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Middle of a heated and fabulous lapdance, bouncer pulls back the curtain, literally pulls the dancer off my lap because her “whale” had arrived and he was mad she was tied up.
I understood, didn’t raise any fuss, dancer was so shook up she didn’t even ask for any money, I quickly got up and handed her what I owed her for the lapdances, she profusely apologized and was taken away.
I had talked to her later and she said this guy is very demanding, a psycho, but her and the staff put up with him because he dropped a ton of money. The fear in her eyes when she spoke about him was all I needed to know. Worst part is the guy looked like a complete toolbox, had the same haircut as Mark Davis (Raiders owner) and always wore khakis and shitty gold shirt.
On a positive note, if I was in there and he was too, after he would leave she would hang with me the rest of the night, miscount lapdances in my favor, she was always happy he was gone and since she had made her money for the night she was content for the rest of her shift.
I didn’t interrupt but I had a CF who would leave whoever she was with as soon as she saw me enter the club. One time, she and another girl were in a conversation with 3-4 guys and the guys had just bought them drinks. I had unknowingly walked within a few feet of them at the bar as I got there to get a drink. She loudly said she was leaving them for me and took the fresh drink with her. I forget what she said exactly, but it was something that made it clear she was choosing me. I felt a little bad for them had I been in their place, but that feeling only lasted until she took the two steps to wrap herself around me.
She got up so fast it must have made the other guy’s head spin and off to VIP we went.
Depends on the situation though, I mean if it's some straight disrespectful shit, I'm not gonna get violent (not worth it) but I will be calling it out. Hey man is that what you do? Mid conversation just butting in, not a fan.
I would never interrupt another guy's time with a girl.
Personally I hate the smell of curry and the bad breath it engenders. Maybe that's something more common to Indians? Here in NOLa there are several dancers (I think stupid) who approach me with garlic breath. Or blowjob breath.
She smiles and takes a step towards me and this guy walks in from the front door and literally hits her from behind as he walks by. It's wasn't a full force punch is was not at all friendly tap. She spins, sees it's him, and then yells after him that he's an asshole. So fine that's not going to affect sexy time, right? Oh was I wrong about that lol....more on this later.
Preview: She texted that he was basically her top money customer after it was clear he was not trying to "let her" come over. It got a little funny and a lot petty...plus it didn't help that a fellow monger had kinda drugged me and I forgot.
Then she was called on stage. She shed the blanket and got on stage to reveal an incredible natural body and amazing dances. This big fat fuck in a cheap suit was on her like white on rice. Every stage tip she got, he doubled. Every piece of clothing she took off he collected. Long story short is he spent like a whale and demanded time like a whale, but she hated him and his controlling, entitled, attitude. I took her back for several songs in VIP. Cheetah is heavily monitored with cameras in the booth, so no extras, but she gave me as much mileage as she could get away with. I walked outside the curtain, and tubby bastard is right there hovering or eavesdropping. I was done for the night. It was late, I had spent plenty, and I had lot to do in the morning. If not for that, I would have gotten back in the booth with May and locked her down for another half hour.
Of course, we've all benefitted from being a girl's go-to guy, getting attention whenever we wanted it, so it's a complex issue. But, girls should be a bit strategic about how they handle situations.
Exhibit A: Sugars in San Antonio. They closed XTC and made it a Scarlett's so now Sugars is the undisputed 2AMer champeen in SATX.