Comments by Dudester (page 78)

The best lapdances I've had starts with the girl gently sliding up in my lap, placing her nips at lip level. While I suckle, she runs her fingernails through my hair. Very gentle.

My present ATF leaves bruises on my shoulders. The booth has like this small stage that she likes to launch off of. She grabs my shoulders to stop her forward momentum.

Just last night, my ATF told me that her very first night she stripped, somebody put something in her drink that messed her up. She is level headed and protective, so I believe her. She never found who did it or why, but she also never danced at that club again.

Was in my fave SC tonight (Thanksgiving). I went because they were offering a free buffet. For the first couple of hours, there was only two waitress/dancers and one waitress working. My ATF showed up (she's a waitress/dancer). For two hours we just talked and ate. Finally, a dancer showed up. After that, the d.j. talked a hot waitress into going up on stage. My ATF and I headed to a back room for some mutual pleasure. It was a slow night.

It bugs me when these panty waist liberals go to a place like the Mustang Ranch. They can't, for the life of them, figure out why a woman would be anything other than what you see in female TV reporters-surly mouthy angry at men feminists. It blows them away when they see a woman being a woman. They don't know how to deal with it.

Being a Marine, I agree with Shadowcat (foot care is of utmost importance to Marines). Also, I work at a company absolutely obsessed with safety. Given the ugliness involved if OSHA gets involved, if I owned a club I'd have the girls wear practical shoes-perhaps even sneakers (to go with the teenybopper costume) to avoid risk and trouble.

1) Opening another person's mail is a federal felony punishable to five years in a federal penitentiary. Since the mailman told you about and you have a cooberating witness, I'd say you have a slam dunk case. I'd teach that ex wife of yours that there are consequences for being a vindictive possessive witch.

I was at a club in Austin Texas. I went up to tip this real cutie. The stage had a rail that extended about four inches from the stage floor. As the cutie went up to the rail, her platform hooked on the rail and she took a header, landing on me. There was laughing in the club, and we were both embarassed. I found a seat in a dark area and tried to be invisible. Offstage, the girl found me and offered a free LD to make up for her oops. This compounded my embarassment because I had less than ten bucks in my wallet, so I declined and fled the club.

Oz is 100% right. You would have to be really messed up, seriously screwed in the head, to consider something like a mysterious hole in the wall. I grew up in a very backwater small town. When was 18, Ifound myself stationed in San Diego, so I decided to look at everything. I visited the body shop and the burlesque place next door and I visited the porno shop also there. I saw the booths and went in to look. For the first time I saw porno and I think I put several quarters in. As I was getting ready to leave the darkened booth, backing out of the door, I saw fingers sticking through a round hole in the wall. I just about jumped out, only to have the weirdo jump out also. I bailed past him and hit the emergency exit into the alley getting the hell out of there.

The company where I work as a manager is 82% female. My boss, the chief manager, fosters an environment of what I call "drama and trauma". Every single day is another adventure of accusations and ugliness. If the male population of the planet was accidentally wiped and reproduction was asexual, females would have wars that would make World War 2 look like an extremely minor misunderstanding. I'm talking genocide and scorched earth, with salt sowed into the soil so that nothing would ever grow there-ever.

To: Raincoat-the guy suing thing. In the mid 90's some guy sued Hooters because he wanted to be their first waiter (as opposed to waitress/hostess). It went to the US Supreme Court with the Supremes ruling against that little queen. Stare Decisis (precedent) set by this case was that the "Hooters Girl" (emphasis on girl) was a product. Th independent ontractor thing, as you pointed out, makes the girl put out or get out. Several years ago, when Houston Dolls was both high mileage and full service, this one little spinner was an absolute ten in looks. In the lapdance area she believed in one way contact and very little grinding. I can't imagine how she would take home more than a hundred a shift.

In Houston, the tip out is anywhere from 25-50 bucks, depending on the shift and club. Most dancers consider it a slow shift if they take home less than 200 after tip out. If this gal can do her tip out, and still have...well, it depends on the club too. You have to audition at St. James. Some clubs don't require an audition.

Would you have sex with a midget? 1) If she's of legal age 2) If she's cute (most aren't) 3) If it's a professional arrangement, so that it's over in an hour or two. I don't want to wake up with her. With that said, my ideal gal would be barely legal, looks like Snow White, and stands 4'8" to 4'11"

For about six weeks I tried a "looking for platonic relationship" ad, using a passage from Wuthering Heights. I had no luck, except a berating from some feminist who was sour on romance.

I have to mention this-I have an ex who was a real fright face without makeup. Talk about a buzzkill-that first night we were together, she walks out of the bathroom without makeup and my erection immediately went away. What does spook me because I've seen this a couple of times now is a stripper over 50, or even in her 60's. Just too Oedipal for me ("If thine eyes offend thee....").

I had an ATF, late 2004-late 2006. She charged me 220 everytime, which started with a few hours, went to nights, and graduated on to weekends, all for the same rate.

Before I became a Supervisor at work, my primary hobby was restoring antique fire engines-an example of my work: Before: http://s91.photobucket.com/albums/k300/Yeehaarider/?action=view&current=alf800.jpg After: http://s91.photobucket.com/albums/k300/Yeehaarider/?action=view&current=800.jpg Like strip clubbing, it's an expensive hobby. You spend 1k to 5k to get an old fire truck, then anywhere from 10k to 25k to restore it. The difference between the two is that one gives you an item that lasts forever.

You forgot to mention that she can dance-she's the odds on fave to win Dancing With the Stars this season. I think she's underage, but hey-she's a mom-Jamie Lynn Spears.

Stripper weird? No, you just laid out the scenario that led to the entire mortgage meltdown. There were a lot of people, from all walks of life, who fell to this kind of silliness. It's silly people, like the one above, who keep the consumer reporters on TV in business. A relevant addition to this: Some apartment complex manager, knowing he was foreclosed on, had his manager collect November's rent, then quickly had the office contents moved to a moving truck (the water and electricity was about to be shut off to the complex). A lych mob formed around the manager and he called the cops. When the cops arrived and sorted everything out, the manager ended up in handcuffs and the city is working out a deal with the new owner to help out the residents. http://abclocal.go.com/ktrk/story?section=news/local&id=6492248

Re: the speeding thing. Last year, as some kind of class project, some college kids got in their cars, side by side, and did the speed limit on some freeway. The traffic jam went back for miles. The moral of the story? Speeders actually do some good.

I've been going to SC's for quite awhile. I remember one stripper getting upset with me because I touched her breasts (in Houston, if you aren't touching them, they usually will grab you by the hands and place your hands on their breasts) and I had several who got upset because I touched their coochie, even though it was just an inch or two from my face. I don't drink, but I do wear a wedding band (I'm a confirmed bachelor). I've had a couple ask me about "my wife", and then they get very confused when I try to explain to them what a confirmed bachelor is. I guess, in their eyes, that I'm just supposed to spend my life pining for the one, or several, who got away.

I am remiss in not mentioning this, because I actually knew her. Shannon Kay Wilsey was known as porn goddess Savannah. In the early 90's, she was undoubtedly the it girl in porn. In the beginning of her career in porn, her family was grudgingly supportive, but eventually, her family became less supportive. Her father became an ordained minister in a fundamental church. Her family cut off contact with her and Shannon took it hard. There was a couple of subsequent events, but her family pain ignited an emptiness in her that drove her to suicide. I took her death hard because I knew her before she was famous and I knew the shy vulnerable girl that she was. BTW, her family took custody of her body and the funeral only had six family members to prevent the type of funeral described in the initial post here.

Book Guy, this is brilliant, however... You got one right-Tommy Lee Jones would be perfect as the judgemental preacher. Vanessa Del Rio is one of the (former) porn stars doing mainstream (the list now grows, almost daily). The strippers though, would have to be present and former Disney Princesses Hillary and Haylie Duff, Brenda Song, Ashley Tisdale, Miley Cyrus and finally-Anna Marie Perez as the actually virginal stripper who has been on the job for days.

I really had my hopes up for San Fran. It's already my fave place to visit, and decriminalized hooking would've made it heaven-in my eyes.

It was an anti Bush vote more than anything else. People weren't voting one party or the other, they were voting anti Bush. Even in very conservative Houston, there was massive one party vote. Only a few Republicans survived the putsch. In local races, there was a million votes cast, but the DA race was decided by less than a thousand votes.