Friday, August 31, 2007

Conversation With A Stripper

I know what you're thinking. I don't respect you. You're right, absolutely dead on. But it's not because of what you do for a living. It's really your demeanor.

You are attractive in an overdone, overexposed sort of way. I love naked women. I love when women take off their clothes for me. I just hate the transparency, ya know?

You'll take off them shits for anybody. And most of the time, you'll do anything else they ask for money. I know it's hypocritical, but don't look up at me. Concentrate on what you're doing!

It's not even the animal skin prints you favor, the outrageous hairdos, or the lack of self-awareness that you are not envied. I'd just like you to tell the truth.

You are not whoring yourself through school. This is it. You are whoring yourself through life. I told you to concentrate! Stop looking at me. You can listen to me and not look at me. Look at what you're doing.

The only thing you study is crotches and pockets. You probably learned to eat pussy. That's what the job will do to ya. I'm sure you hate what you're doing right now, but you had to do it. You're addicted to money.

Everyday you'll drag your little suitcase on wheels filled with your g-strings into that spot and make your ass clap for the masses. And you'll pick up the sweaty money they throw on stage, leaving with fistfuls of cash kept from wives and girlfriends, enduring touches that violate from rough hands. Because nothing matters but the money.

Don't move! Don't you pull away! I paid for this, so you stay right there....


Damn, you're good. You said you were worth it!

Sorry about the sermonizing, I hope you understand. I love to hear myself talk.

We agreed to $50, right?



Anonymous said...

this must be a pay weekend.

LoveMyselfFirst said...

loved this post

Xcentric Pryncess said... the banner

and the post.

Anonymous said...

Good post.

I never really thought to have a convo with a stripper. We really would not have much to talk about

Beana said...

ok first if u could do all that talkin then she slippin on the tongue lashin tip.

second...tricks gettin fitty for that?

third: if I ever wondered what a dude would say to a stripper I dont anymore lol

1969 said...

So you had a good weekend?

Knockout Zed said...

It was. Shit's gone now.

I love head.

Thanks Exey!

Strippers are funny and wise. If you capture one, they have to lead you to their pot of gold. And by "pot of gold" I mean their pussies.

My concentration level is tremendous. I think I could talk through anything. But that wasn't me talking in that post. It was a pastor. Couldn't you tell? I gotta write better.

Hell yes I had a good weekend. No, I didn't get a blow job, though. LOL