Money, money money £££ I love Money Gotta love lapdancing great money
I made just over £300 on my fourth night working.
That’s the most I’d made so far, and as you can imagine, I was quite happy with that! It’s great having money just sitting around, waiting to be spent.
I think I’m starting to have “regulars” who come in to see me now. This one guy in particular has been my main tipper and the bulk of my money comes from him. He’s such an easy guy and never tries to touch me, and he’s not bad looking either. I’m always happy when he’s in the club because I know I’m going to make some money.
I still can’t work the pole as most strippers do. One of the girls have showed me a few moves but I’ve been too scared to try them when I’m preforming for fear of looking like a complete tool. And since practising those moves, my muscles have been aching. I don’t know if I’m ever going to feel normal again. Over time I’m guessing I will, but for now I have to put up with a sore body every day. I’m trying to treat myself well, I’ll apply a foot balm each night and dry brush my body and moisturise and all that shit. The only thing I’m lacking on is the sleep. It’s hard to find the time to sleep when I’m working at nights and I have a child to care for in the day. I have a feeling that working in a smokey environment isn’t too good for my health either but since the smoking ban came in its much better, my skin no longer appears dull and my hair hopefully doesn’t reek all the time now.
David’s been so good to me. He’s happy that I’m making money and I guess he’s now proud that it’s money I’m earning and not just a handout from the government. He doesn’t seem to be getting jealous which I think is a little odd, but there’s no friction between us because of my job so I’m happy! You can’t argue with that.
On the nights that I have work, I think to myself “Argh, not this again…” I can’t decide whether I like stripping or not. I dread the thought of getting ready in the changing rooms with the other girls, I hate thinking that I’m going to have to talk to men I don’t even know who may possibly reject me because they’d rather have a dance with a thinner girl. I loathe the thought that I’ll be on stage and no one will tip me. But when I think about taking home the money I make, I get excited and I’m ready to dance up a storm. Each night I think to myself “tonight could be the night I make a thousand”. And I’ll go to work with a smile on my face.
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