If the 7″ Stiletto Fits….

Sometimes I still marvel at my dancing career, that it ever happened. As I've mentioned in a previous post, I am convinced I was ovulating when I called up the club and got an interview. I had to be - how the fuck did I get the balls to take that first step? You've got... Continue Reading →

I Was Not That Bitch

In my 8 1/2 years of dancing, I had few and far between moments of drama. Drama, as you know, is a living, thriving beast within the strip club. Whether it's girls fighting over songs to dance to, customers, or their significant other stepping out with another dancer, there are a myriad reasons that drama... Continue Reading →

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