Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Beginning of Stripping

Before I started dancing (stripping), I always wondered how other people got into dancing. Some people start because they believe they don’t have any place else to go or it is a way to make some money fast. The thought was all these girls where sluts and whores and got their jollys. Since starting dancing I have learned otherwise. However, let’s start with how I got into stripping.


Being 18 years old and getting ready to go to college on a parcile socallership for Actuarial Science. Basically this means a lot of math and statitics. I never got to start college for that; however, I did move to Houston, TX with my father.


The deal was I would start school at a community college and get a job. Was enrolled in classes the same week we got down there and started looking for a job. Went to Wal-mart, Koger’s (a grocery store), and several other places and filled out applications. This went on for about 3 weeks. Received two interviews.


The first interview was all the way across town the first week I was there. The appointment was about mid-day and missed most of the heavy traffic. Getting use to directions based on time and not miles was interesting. I am originally from Kansas City. Even driving across the metro only takes about an hour with traffic. This drive took me about an hour as well but again it was mid-day and next to no traffic for them… Interview went great but did not get the job as lived on other side of town.

The second interview…. Was a complete disaster. I was 15 minutes late as I got completely lost even with leaving an hour early. The drive should have taken about 30 minutes. As I left I was almost in tears as this was the 3rd week looking for a job and my dad was starting to think I was not trying to find one.

Now I forget where I was going but looked out the window of the truck and saw “Baby Dolls”. I asked “what is that?” My father replied it was a strip joint. I knew what a strip club was and started wondering about applying for a job there. I never got the chance as that weekend I went back to see some family in KC and take a modeling class.

As I was getting ready to go back to Houston my dad pulled by in the drive in KC. I was being moved back to Kansas City, MO to live with my grandma and grandpa. Needlessly to say I was bummed. I was enjoying my time in Houston taking salsas classes and what about that strip club….
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A couple years later I was a substitute teacher and doing alright. However, that dream of being a stripper was still there. Lucky for me my boyfriend was alright with the idea. Actually, he was fairly ecstatic when I told him what I wanted to do.

The deal was he would find some place for me to dance and we would go take a look.
My first time in a strip club… was fun. Well much more than fun. The feeling is very hard to put into words. I watched two girls dance on stage at a time. Thinking, “Wow!!!! How do they turn upside down on the pole?” “Wish I could do that.” And many more such thoughts running through my head. What I knew was that I had to try it. Only one thing stopping me… I don’t know what a lap dance is… Felt very silly telling my boyfriend that. Again lucky me, he wanted to get me a lap dance.

We discussed that different quality of the girls. Which one would give the best lap dance? Which one was I interested in dancing for me and why? Needlessly, we were both very turned on. Yet, none of the girls were coming by and asking us if we wanted dances…. We tried unsuccessfully to get the girls we were interested in. Either they did not hear us or were not interested. More than likely it was the former.

Finally, a girl walked up and asked me if I wanted a dance. I really was interested in her; yet, I wanted that dance and was ready to go. I am lucky she asked when she did.

My boyfriend went with us back to one of the couches. Looking at the other people sitting there, I followed their example. I put my hands out beside me as there was not touching allowed. I got a great lap dance.

I started at Bazooka’s Showgirls soon after. Enjoying the thrill of dancing on stage for people and taking the chance to talk with everyone I can.

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