Titty bar, ethical or not?
Okay, so I went to the tittie bar today. Not exactly what you want to tell momma. And yet, it felt just like home. The cheap victoria secrets vanilla scent that hung in the dressing room with the cigarette fumes. And of course the nice racks prancing the floor. Log in at the dj booth to the nice chocolate brother who welcomes the new boobies.
And I should confess my sins and beg for cleansing and yet it was fabulous. The audience was pleasant and friendly and melted at the lilt of my voice. A natural exhibitionist I pranced on stage, flung around the pole and whalaa. Dollars, dollars, dollars. Nothing can compare to the bliss of instant cash. And a nice ego boost from the friendly by-standers. After contributing a back rub to a customer I made a quick two-hundred and was ready to depart.
Pushing the day job 6-3 is great and all, but what is really wrong with women peedling their wares in a respectful, flirtatious and invigorating way? Of course; due to the seriousnes of the day job I must wear a wig and disguise my apprearance, tragic. Why must women hide flirtation, it's healthy and natural for women to be looked at, nothing beyond this ever transpires in the confines of a club - so why then the stigma? Why the fear, the hatred and the loathing among the working women that compose america? It could be worse - they could be bartending and hooking out the back [actually discovered this to be true at a bar] where - as the dancers are more like prissy little fu-fu girls that wanna tease with out providing the satisfaction.
So holler back. Lemme know what you think about this, q/ comments from the peanut gallery of america.
And I should confess my sins and beg for cleansing and yet it was fabulous. The audience was pleasant and friendly and melted at the lilt of my voice. A natural exhibitionist I pranced on stage, flung around the pole and whalaa. Dollars, dollars, dollars. Nothing can compare to the bliss of instant cash. And a nice ego boost from the friendly by-standers. After contributing a back rub to a customer I made a quick two-hundred and was ready to depart.
Pushing the day job 6-3 is great and all, but what is really wrong with women peedling their wares in a respectful, flirtatious and invigorating way? Of course; due to the seriousnes of the day job I must wear a wig and disguise my apprearance, tragic. Why must women hide flirtation, it's healthy and natural for women to be looked at, nothing beyond this ever transpires in the confines of a club - so why then the stigma? Why the fear, the hatred and the loathing among the working women that compose america? It could be worse - they could be bartending and hooking out the back [actually discovered this to be true at a bar] where - as the dancers are more like prissy little fu-fu girls that wanna tease with out providing the satisfaction.
So holler back. Lemme know what you think about this, q/ comments from the peanut gallery of america.
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