When you break it down, every job feels a lot like stripping. Maybe I'm keeping my clothes on at Mega bank, but other than that it's exactly the same. We all start out as cute, innocent little baby strippers. We get our licenses, sign paperwork promising to follow the laws about stripping. No touching period, [...]
Marley woke me up with a text message this morning. Marley: WOMANNNN!!! Twisted: MARLEYYYY!!! Whatttttt Marley: I can't wait to rage on Saturday!!
Me: You are adorable. Look at your little gingham shirt! What are you guys doing here? I slid onto a boy's lap. He was skinny and young. An eighteen birthday, I guessed? The club was dead. It was the beginning of my shift, 8 o'clock on a Saturday. There were few people in the club, [...]
My DJ has a playlist of music for each of the girls at my club. Mine is filled with dub step and metal, with occasional pops of Nicki Minaj and Ke$ha. I went through an artsy phase where I'd do stages to Teardrop by Massive Attack. The girls at my club hated that, because trying [...]
