Comments by stilltries

Irish1072: No. Although I can't resist them, like a moth to flame--dancers hit me very hard. Not the ones with practiced pitch, the "you've got nice arms" -- it's the ones who (rarely) blurt their feelings. For example, I saw A... on stage for the first time and asked her to sit with me. She had only been working there two weeks. We went back to a cube for some lap dances, and I can't forget what she said. I thought it would be interesting to learn her opinion as a new dancer, and I was persistent with my damn nosey questions. Her neighbor and casual girlfriend also worked at this club, and, when A... lost her other job and couldn't pay bills, she had persuaded A... to try dancing. "Was it hard the first time to dance nude in front of strange men?" The smile went away, and she quivered. Tears poured down her contorted face, and she told me she vomited every day, before she left her house to come to the club. I asked no more questions. She regained her composure and attempted to get the smile back. No, I agonize over it. I am a hopeless sentimental person, and I probably will not be of much benefit reviewing or recommending clubs, etc. Thanks again for the kind remarks.

Prim0: Yes, had to pay for the dances. What would it take to get a free dance anyway--a f... magnitude 9 earthquake?! :)