Comments by Rightfield (page 4)

More than once I've walked out of a strip club with 6 or 8 hundred dollars in my pocket because the dancers were so "smart" they could judge me from afar. Ha! And I never knew how much they were judging me up close until I had a duct tape wallet for a while. They ALWAYS noticed. Turns out they were always peering into my wallet while I was fishing out the 20 or 40 I owed them for the first few dances. Not everyone with cash wears a Rolex. Personally, I would prefer to spend 20 nights in a strip club rather than buy a fucking watch for the same money. I don't feel the need to impress anybody. On the other hand, maybe I should buy the watch to impress strippers. Then they might approach me. But that Rolex would also attract attention on the street after I left the club at 2 am, wouldn't it?

"another club she a condom and she immediately left" What? She left when she started choking on a condom maybe?

One thing I know for sure is that there is one pissed off son of a bitch sitting in a prison cell right now. He might be so mad he can kill his betrayer telepathically. "The Lady in Red". Why anyone would cooperate with the US government after hearing her story is a mystery to me. Betrayal is a motherfucker. And yet all parties practice it, on both sides of the law.

Side note: Buddy of mine thought it was smart to get "Black Market" testosterone from his drug dealer. He change his mind when his testicles started shrinking.

Personally, I have found that horny female civilians anxious to party add a lot to the festivities in a strip club.

And I thought I was the most gullible guy walking. How desperate must a guy be for some female companionship to pay $1200 for a woman to watch a movie with him? I wonder what movie. I hope it wasn't a Jackass film.

When my time comes I hope I handle it as well as that one good dog I had. When he realized he could no longer stand up, he just looked at me, and gave me a virtual shrug. He was apparently out of ideas. He did not struggle as I cradled him up and loaded him into the truck for that last trip to the vet. I still feel bad I ate that leftover hamburger myself that last day instead of giving it to him. I did cook him a few fresh ones in the days preceding, though, when it was all he was interested in eating. Obviously, I did not know when I ate the leftover it was his last day. That is the way to go. I don't like the idea of doing anything "for the last time". I guess I am saying that planning for a comfy nursing home isn't much of a strategy.

If you stay alert, what do you have to lose?

I have always found dancers from Russia to be cold as hell, personality wise. I assume they got treated rough growing up over there.

Keep in mind young men can be stupid. Young women as well, but I don't mean you, because you are questioning things. You are plenty beautiful, full stop. I hope you make enough money from the customers that appreciate you where you won't have to change your core. It always seemed to me the dancers that were comfortable in their own skin stayed saner. As far as the bush thing, tastes are starting to swing back to some hair being acceptable again. I am pleased about that. But at least you can experiment with that without making permanent changes. It always made me wince when dancers with beautiful natural breasts would get them "enhanced" in an effort to make more money.

Shower just before your shift. Think about your breath as well. May sound condescending to say it, but may dancers seem to think it is not necessary.

Is being married to her so wonderful that you are willing to give up your liberty? I can't see it. Especially since she is the suspicious and intrusive type. I would ask her: "Are you sure this is really important to you? Because this may well be the end for us."

I appreciate the heads up.

Some people are better than others at learning a new language. I say that in defense of the Cubans who don't learn it; and myself, as I am pretty clueless. And you can see that with people who spoke a different language as children, and do their damndest to learn English. Heard an Asian professor from an American university talking on the radio this week. He had the vocabulary, but his pronunciation was brutal. However, if I was moving to Cuba, I would realize learning the new language would be part of the deal. And not only would I not be good at it, I fear most people would react to me with blank stares.

Some good insight, James. I would also say autism wouldn't seem to align with the tease and subterfuge of dancing. Seriously, it seems an autistic woman would understand the role of a prostitute better. Less deceit involved, and a straightforward transaction. Also, she may have less comprehension of why paid sex acts would be considered "wrong".

We get to choose, and they get to choose. As said above, there is no point in trying to force an unwilling dancer. That's not the type of dance I want.

They ain't takin' my fingerprint! Stopped reading there. The rest doesn't matter. Fuck that.

Huh? Are lap dances a thousand dollars there, or what? Why not feel the excitement of taking a tiny gamble on an unknown dancer for what I assume is 20 or 30 bucks?

They talk about replacing meat with some fake plant based protein. I ask how could they ever do that when they can't even make a diet cola that I can stand to drink?

I was at the King of Diamonds in Inver Grove, MN 10 years ago. I was so unimpressed by the impersonal and unremarkable dancers, plus the security cage around the cashier, that I never went back. Now, this site lists KOD as Number 13 overall nationwide. What the hell? Either it has improved a lot, or the top 40 list is bogus. I don't see anything very compelling in the recent reviews. I remain skeptical. I don't know Claudia, though.

That sounds fun!

Foolish for me to judge, 'cause she is better looking than me. However, I have zero interest in that. Too plastic. Midriff of a Komodo dragon.

I can hack a lot of music, so long as there is variety in what is being played. Years ago, my taste in music may have aligned better with the dancer's. Now the age gap means that is unlikely. I have had discussions with dancers in the past about whether it's better for the music to suit my tastes, or theirs. Yes, they are the ones that have to dance to it. But the club is trying to get me in a generous mood. When things are going good, I like to imagine ("imagine" being the key word) that there is a vibe going with me, the dancer, the music, and whatever alcohol was in the weak drinks I've been served. If the music is to the dancer's taste, not mine, we are not in the same vibe. I think the shrewd dancers know how to put on an act, and go with the illusion the customer is trying to immerse in. That warm glow of his, and money flowing out of him, helps. Whereas I don't care how much a self centered dancer is enjoying "her' music, she is never going to be deluded she is doing anything other than dancing on some old bald fucker. And I can feel that.

How old did Stassi look? Not a common name. A favorite dancer of mine once upon a time was named Stassi.

Similar situation was a dancer I used to frequently spend time with. She was pretty enough. I am into natural breasts, no matter how small. And she had smaller ones, and was fairly young, yet her breasts were sagging a little. That was OK too, except she had pierced nipples. And the overall impression created was that the piercings deflated her breasts. Of course I know that didn't happen, but that was the impression created. Made her breasts look a little sad. I never mentioned it to her, but I think she cost herself a lot of money with that look. So, yeah, it's her body. But I think she hurt herself in the business sense, not the physical sense. So the temptation is to say something to open her eyes. But I was not so close to her that I felt comfortable doing that. Plus, time has shown me I am not so smart as I think I am.