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Stripped

Tales of the naked city, from a Las Vegas dancer.

12.28.11 · 6:53 PM

Getting nailed for Christmas

It’s the holidays. Around this time I generally take a step back from the strip club and work on myself while the dust settles. I hit the gym, I get my hair dyed and I stop drinking to the point of passing out on the bathroom floor. A little overdue maintenance for the body and soul. My liver and I appreciate the time off. All this maintenance involves a trip to the salon. My hair lady, a lovely Mexican woman ... Read more...

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12.16.11 · 9:37 AM

Things they don’t teach strippers in Econ 101

Good riddance, cowboys. Welcome dead-till-New-Year’s business time. The rodeo is over and I managed to dance for two cowboys and one cowgirl before they all rode off into the sunset. There were surprisingly few cowboys at my club, and I don’t recall hearing a single country song. It was nowhere near the hoedown I was expecting. There were plenty of down hos, though. We’ve seen better days. The first cowboy I danced for was a gorgeous 24-year-old boy from Wyoming. ... Read more...

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12.9.11 · 6:02 PM

Where have all the cowboys gone? (And why are we carpooling?)

The first week of NFR has come and gone, and it’s hard not to be completely discouraged. At the end of my last shift me and three other strippers went home in the same car. Two of us hadn’t earned back the money we spent to work, and the other two had barely earned anything over. One decided to give up and leave town and the rest of us are going to get back on the proverbial horse. It’s kind ... Read more...

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12.7.11 · 5:01 PM

Stripping for hillbillies

My stripper friend is visiting from out of town to work with me. I warned her it’s going to be insane because the rodeo is back in Las Vegas, but I’m genuinely excited about it this year, which is a lot different than in the past. In previous years, everything about the cowboy invasion annoyed me. I avoided work for the entire duration of the rodeo last year. I didn’t like country music. I didn’t like the crowds of cowboys. ... Read more...

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02.28.11 · 12:33 PM

Black Bird is about to pop, and a fellow stripper pops off

I’m with Black Bird in Arizona at her grandma’s house. Bird is 10 months pregnant and ready to pop. We’re spending our days not doing much. Just picking fruit from the citrus trees and eating them on the porch waiting for the big day. We peel the not-entirely-ripe oranges on the porch swing and toss the peels under the trees next to other rotting lumps of fallen fruit. We get a chance to do nothing but talk. We discuss our ... Read more...

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01.25.11 · 5:07 PM

This dance if from a Russian … with love

What’s the least-visited Eastern European country? Or the Eastern European language that the fewest number of people speak? I need to develop a work persona that is from one of these Eastern Bloc places and I’d rather not get “busted” by someone who is actually from there or who speaks the language. Why an Eastern European persona? A couple reasons. When people are guessing where I’m from, Russia or some other part of Eastern Europe come up a whole lot. ... Read more...

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01.8.11 · 11:38 AM

Black Bird moves in, and there is a concern about pants

Black Bird moved in with me. She’s the first non-boyfriend roommate I’ve had in a very long time. I love having her around. In a four bedroom house she could sleep in her own room but we sleep in the same room on the same bed with three dogs and sometimes the cat even though I’m allergic to it. The fat dog finds a warm spot behind bent human knees. The black slinky dog sleeps between us with her head ... Read more...

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12.12.10 · 3:53 PM

She has the hair of an oil spill, but she is not wrecking my night

As I got up to walk away from a table of guys who didn’t buy any dances, I came face-to- face with an angry, Mexican stripper. Black shiny hair like an oil spill, tiny dark cat eyes, high cheek bones and the most obvious nose job you’ve ever seen on anyone. It looked like pinched clay. She started screaming at me. “What you did was WRONG! NEVER do that sh*t to me!” She went on telling me that if I ... Read more...

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11.6.10 · 12:12 PM

A truly out-of-this-world lap dance

I was crouched down at the edge of the stage. Really crunched up with my knees pressed against my tits. I was leaning towards a man with silver white hair and pale foggy blue eyes, like a dead fish. He had deep white lines in his tan skin from decades of expressions. I was trying to listen to what he was trying to tell me. He stuffed $3 into my G-string and told me I was a goddess. I thanked ... Read more...

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10.28.10 · 10:39 PM

Every other day of the week is fine, but Monday-Monday …

I went to work on Monday. I haven’t gone to work on a Monday since I can remember. Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever worked on a Monday in Vegas a single time in three years. I haven’t put too much thought into it but I suppose it just seems like the least popular time of the week to go to a strip club. People abandon fantasies on Mondays because people are knee deep in reality. ... Read more...

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