A friend got me into it. She was working at the Deja Vu downtown. The one near the train station, two or three nights a week. She had one of those jobs where you work at home. She sold little crochet things and some weeks, she sold a lot of them and some weeks, none. It was like the reason I stopped dancing. She started because she needed another source of income but one where she could pick which weeks to work. She told me about it and said, "If you ever need any extra income." Well, at the time, I didn't. I was going to school and my parents were still supporting me. Anyway, one day my father had a financial crisis. He got sued and got hit with a big bill and while he was still willing to support me, I decided I should do something to start paying my own way. I had six weeks before I went off on a trip to Europe with some friends so it was like, "What can I do to earn some money for six weeks?" Well, you can't get most jobs for that and then I thought of Ellen dancing.
Had you ever been in a strip club in your life?
Never. I went into work with her the next night, just to see what it was like and I thought, "Yeah, I could do that."
Was there anything that appealed to you about the job other than the money?
At first, no. But I kind of liked it. I danced until I left on my trip and then when I came back, I moved out of my folks' house anyway because it was about time. My dad still gave me money but dancing helped me out. Finally, as things got rougher for him, I told him to stop giving me money and he did. In fact, at one point, I loaned him three thousand dollars.
Did you think it was fun to be on stage naked with all these men drooling over you?
It was kind of like, "Gee, look what I had the courage to do." Yeah, there was something fun about it. I was at a party one night and everyone there knew what I did and most of the women were going, "Gee, I wish I had the guts and the self confidence to do that."
It sounds like you made good money.
I did for a while. I had some wealthy guys who really liked me. They came in a lot and each one was good for at least $500 a visit.
How many of them got blow jobs for that money?
Some, not all.
How about hand jobs?
All. I mean, yeah. I don't mind playing with dicks. I think they're kind of fun. I understand why men like to play with them. My friend Dodie says they're like little pets. They're cute and they're alive.
And they sometimes squirt all over you.
I had a guy who did that once. I was playing with his dick and he came, like buckets. I've never seen so much cum. If he'd come in my mouth, I would have drowned. He was real apologetic. It was in my hair, on my face, on my tits, everywhere. He gave me the biggest tip of my life. I walked into the dressing room to clean up and the other girls there applauded me. One of them asked, "Did that all come out of one dick?"
A lot of guys would be proud of that.
He was a rather shy looking guy. One of the other dancers had done some porn films. She said, "Jesus, if that guy was better looking, he could make a fortune." The next time he came in, she offered to let him shoot all over her for the same tip. I don't think she was as interested in the money as she was in just, you know, experiencing that. I guess some girls are into that.
Were you ever approached about doing porn?
Every night, practically.
Real offers or some guy who claimed he was an agent and wanted to take you to his place to shoot test footage?
Who knows? I wasn't interested.
You must have a story about a really weird customer.
Oh, shit. Too many. I had a guy who came in a few times who would tell me in great, explicit detail how he had masturbated thinking of me after our last dance. He got real graphic describing this imaginary sex we'd had.
Was he waiting for you to say, "Hey, let's go to your place and do all that"?
Probably. But he made it all sound real gross.
There are some questions my readers want me to ask like if you're 100% straight or bi or what?
Maybe 85% straight. I prefer men but some women are, well, you know.
Hard to resist?
Something like that.
How old were you when you lost your virginity?
Seventeen. We had a little circle of friends, six girls who got together a lot. It was like a little club without a name and we told each other everything. I was the only one who hadn't done it and they all said, "What are you waiting for?" One of the girls, her name was Amy, she had an older brother I thought was real dreamy. We had a pool party at their place one time and I saw him in his trunks and, wow. But he had a girl friend and he was pretty steady with her. So I said, when they asked what I was waiting for, "Some guy like Amy's brother." Everyone laughed. The next night, Amy called me and said, "If you're serious about my brother, he thinks you're real cute." I got really scared. He was in college or maybe he was about to graduate college. That was it, I think. Graduate college. Anyway, she offered to set it up. I said, "You didn't tell him that thing about losing my virginity to him, did you?" She said no so I said, "Okay, set it up." But she'd lied. We went out to dinner and had a nice time. Then we went for a walk through a park and he said to me, "So, I hear you're interested in losing your virginity." I wanted to go to their house and kill Amy.
Had he broken up with his girl friend or...
Well, that was it. They hadn't. He just liked the idea of taking my virginity. This was a Friday night and he was going out with her on Saturday. I felt really weird about it all. Anyway, I told him I wasn't ready and he was real sweet about it and he took me home and kissed me and told if I was ever ready, he would be honored to be the one and I almost said, "Let's get it over with" but I chickened out. I went upstairs to my room, flopped down on my bed and thought, "Shit, I should have done it." So I called him the next day and I asked him to take me out again and do it and we did. I picked a pretty good guy for my first time.
Did you see him again after that?
One other time. I was so tense the first time I didn't enjoy it much. I asked him to take me out again and could we have sex for just pleasure? That was the first time I had an orgasm not from masturbating.
Were you a big masturbator before that?
I was and I still am. When I was dancing, I did it on stage once. It was like a dare. We all did.
All the dancers?
It was late one night, like 2 AM or so. There were six guys in the place. I think there were seven dancers working. One of them dared each of us to go up there, get naked right away and make ourselves come. One of the girls faked it and we all booed her. But I did it for real.
What inspired this?
One of the girls was telling us that she knew a male stripper who worked at a gay club. I guess the guys all wore g-strings but whatever, the last show of the night, the last time on stage, they'd all whip out their dicks and masturbate and actually come. And they'd come in the mouth of whichever customer at ringside offered the biggest tip.
I'm not sure I believe that.
Whether it's true or not, it's a great story.
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