I was wearing light wash Lucky jeans, a black T-shirt with a print of a 1940s, tattoo style pin-up girl, a leather motorcycle jacket and driving mocs. There were also a few accessories, necklace, rings, bracelets, and watch. So, I had sort of a “bad boy” thing going on.
I walked in after paying my cover and found a seat at the bar. It was a Monday night, about nine o’clock and the place was empty except for a few oil field workers that had been drinking too much. As soon as I walked in an older stripper I know greeted me. This chick is well over 40, but still looks good. She called me over and gave me a hug.
Next, I took a seat at the bar and ordered my drink. It wasn’t long before she came over. “Do you want some company?” she asked. The best thing about gaming strippers is they open you!
I squinted my eyes at her and said, “alright, but if you’re going to hit on me you have to buy me a drink first.” This was the first time I’d used this line and it was gold. She flashed a big open-mouthed smile. I took of my jacket and she started checking out my tattoos. She told me about the tattoos she wants to get and I told her about the topless nun I have on my thigh.
Then I went into C&F. I called her trouble, I told her my mom had warned me about girls like her and she was eating it up. At one point, she told me “Don’t be an asshole” and I went into my “asshole boyfriends” routine (I’ve posted this before, if you want to know it do a search). She LOVED it!
About this time, it was her turn to dance. I didn’t get up to tip her. When she came back, she was giving me that phony stripper kino. She was rubbing her ass on my crotch and such. I kept my hands to myself. Later I found out that’s one of her shit tests. If she dances for a guy like this and he starts, pawing her she next’s him. I just kept looking into her eyes or, if her back were to me, where her eyes would be so when she turned I was looking into her eyes.
About an hour in, I started qualifying her. “What do you want to be when you grow up?” and “What do you have going for you besides your looks?” These kind of questions had her a little of balance. She wasn’t used to answering questions like theses and I had to help her by offering things like “Do you have a good out look?” and such.
After the qualifying, when she started dancing on me I put my hands on her waist and she fell right into me. This was different from the phony kino I was getting before. She wasn’t thinking of me as another tip anymore (BTW I never tipped her).
Whenever it was her turn to dance another dancer would come over to me. I assume they saw how much fun we were having and wanted in, or they thought I was a big tipper sense she never left my side except to dance. At any rate, they would leave on her return.
Things got interesting when one of the drunken oil workers decided to AMOG me. He came over to her, sat down on the other side of her from me, and started asking her questions and talking about how much money he made. She would just smile and nod. She’d give me girl eye code that said “What an asshole” and I’d return it. When he noticed this, he came around her and stood between us.
He wanted know what kind of work I do and I told him. Then he said he could get me a job on the oilrigs and I cold make a lot more money. I said, “Cool dude, I’ll keep it in mind.” Then he said that I might be too old for that kind of work and I said he was probably right. I just kept saying “cool dude” and “whatever” until he gave up.
Now it was about 1:15 and I was ready to hit her with MY shit test. “I have a question for you,” I said, “and if you can answer it I’ll take you to breakfast. What’s my name?” This hit her like a shotgun blast between the eyes. She couldn’t remember my name.
At first, she tried to get defensive. “Well, what’s my name?” I told her the name she’d told me. She then told me her real name. I feel that this is a real IOI from a stripper. Then she was almost begging me to tell her my name.
I decided that after she failed my test I wouldn’t ask for her number. Looking back now, this may have been a mistake as she was trying hard to get back onto my good side.
I’ve left a lot out of this FR because it went on for about four and a half hours. At some point, I did strawberry fields and a weak version of the cube (I don’t normally run the cube, but after so long I was reaching for straws). I also thumb wrestled with her.
Once she brought up her X-boyfriend and started to vomit emotions at me. I told her I wasn’t one of her girlfriends and if she wanted to talk about that BS she should call one of them. This had an interesting effect on her. She started trying to regain rapport.
Also she was the one to bring up dating first. I told her I didn’t date, but if she wanted to tag along with me some time it’d be okay as long as she didn’t embarrass me in front of my friends.
But, I kept her attention the whole time without tipping or buying her a drink. I tried seeding a little but it fell flat. She wasn’t interested in many of the things I do for fun like going to hear a Jazz band.
I didn’t go for a kiss close because it was her job and she likely wants discretion. But, I should have looked into her eyes to see if anything was there. But overall, I feel good about the way this sarge went. Out in the real world I’d rate this girl at 8.5. However, she was the cutest girl dancing in the bar on this night.

