- “I just want to take you out for dinner and then go back to my motel”
- “oh my god you’re like my sister. oh wait… ok, no, that’s wrong i meant as in my best friends, a spanish version, sister from another mother kind of thing!”
- “I was in love once, before I got taken to prison, you remind…
I am many things. Two of these are a stripper, and a girlfriend - I am damn good at both of them. Every night at work, some idiot asks if he can take me out on a date (don’t get me wrong, some of them are nice enough; I think it’s stupid because we are a gentleman’s club with very strict rules…
If I ever have the power to make a TV show, I really want to do a hidden camera thing where strippers go into different places and try to get things using the lines people in clubs do when they don’t want to pay full price for a dance.
‘I already bought one XBox, can’t I get a discount on the…
Blaming a stripper for being a “homewrecker” is like blaming a roadside tree for being the cause of a drunk driver’s car wreck — Both are just in the path of somebody who ought to have known better than steer in that direction.
(Source: sexworkerproblems)
At the point that I reached 500 followers, I meant to write something to express to you all how grateful and honored I am that you are following me. But, things came up and time slipped by and … Now, before I realized it, I’m at over 600 followers and at my 1,000th post. So, without any more delay, I want to say thank you to all of you following me for allowing me to be a part of your world — Especially since at least 80% of my followers are the dancers who I came on here to follow myself. I hope I’ve written something along the way that you like …
- Save money (most important).
- Take good care of your body while you are young so you make it easier on yourself when you start to age. Fuckin moisturise.
- Take a break from sex work every now and then.
- Don’t get caught up too much in drugs/drinking.
- Try to eat healthy/stay fit.
- Always…
Happy Mother’s Day
You know those nice, harmless customers … Sometimes regulars, sometimes just that lonely old guy who comes in … The ones who make you smile when you see them because you know they’ll be worth a few bucks and won’t be any trouble?
Well, speaking as one of those, I want to say thank you to you ladies who take the time for us. You have no idea how much you mean to us in those times when we need a smiling face and a friendly hug.
STRIP LEAVE YOUR HAT ON Etta James featuring Angela Siekman (by angelasiekman)
want to go for a dance?
(talking with cute, really big white dude bouncer) Uh, ok, shure.
Let's talk first.
(rut roooh)
Sooo what do I get in a dance?
I take off my top, I rub my ass all over your hard cock and I rub my tits all over you. win win situation. woo hoo.
Oh, I thought this comes off. (tears at my g string).
No. Not unless you want to buy at least two dances or take me down stairs.
Oh. I thought I could. Well, can I play with this? (pokes at my crotch with grubby hands).
NO. I dont want a fucking yeast infection (said while smacking his hands away)
??? wahaaaa???
If I let everyones dirty fucking hands into my pussy it'd be like a stinky cottage cheese factory. But you probably don't care.
I wash my hands.
If I believed everything guys told me I'd be really dumb.
well...what about downstairs?
It's a nude dance.
We dont get to do...Everything?
No. I don't do that. I just do dances.
Oh. Well, I really want to play with this. (fucking pinches my cunt through my g string.
DONT PINCH MY GOD DAMN CUNT. (stomps away to the bouncer who says he will throw him out in 15)
(creepily crawls over to me like gollum while I'm venting to the bouncer) Want to go for a dance?
Only if you behave. Cos if you don't the bouncer is going to sodomize you.
What do you mean?
DONT TOUCH MY CUNT.
(dance commences, I'm super cold and mean)
Do you want to do another song?
Sure.
(grind grind grind, try to avoid him squeezing the fuck out of my tits. half of the song passes)
It's two songs for $40, right?
Uh no. each song is $25.
that's not what they told me last night.
Who told you? Not me. Dances were the same price last night. You can ask the girl at the cash register and the bouncers and I can point you to the big fucking sign at the door that says "$25 per song."
Well is it $40 if we stop now.
No. You agreed to another song.
(grumbles and pushes me off his lap, still pays me.)
(celebrates).
Anonymous
I don’t see any problem in mentioning it — Sounds like a safe conversation item to me.
As for prices … Well, those vary from club to club wherever you are. There aren’t any real standards.
Club Patron: You showed a lot of interest in becoming a stripper even before you were of legal age. What expectations did you have of stripping?
Mary Jane: I expected to make a ton of money doing really fun stuff. I knew that it wouldn’t be oodles of money every single night—my sister was a stripper too and told me about the harder parts of being an entertainer.
Club Patron: Now that you have some experience, how has the reality compared with your expectations?
Mary Jane: The reality is a lot harsher than I expected, even knowing more than most girls do when they first start. I still have fun at work, and pole dancing has become my obsession lately.
Club Patron: What aspects of the job have you experienced, either positive or negative, that you didn’t anticipate?
Mary Jane: I still didn’t really expect slow nights for a whole week, the corruption in management, both in club and out, and genuinely liking some of my regulars. Sometimes the only people in the club are guys looking for extras. Sometimes the director will try to tell you you owe more money to the club than you really do, or look the other way when they see a girl performing extras because she boosts alcohol sales. And I’ve definitely become aware of some more unusual fetishes! I’ve met guys who wanted nothing more than to massage my back because they have a muscle fetish and I’m petite and muscular.
All that said;
I’ve really come to love pole dancing. I’m getting pretty good! I’ve met amazing dancers, Djs, and customers. My self confidence is through the roof most days. I make as much money as I possibly can, being eighteen with no job experience or college education. And not all guys are horrible. I quite like my job :)
The lovely Mary Jane can be found at dreadfulstripper.tumblr.com.
