Three Hundred Years of Sex Work

On the 19th and 24th of January the Alcohol and Tobacco Commission (ATC) staged two separate sets of raids that pulled the liquor licenses of most of the strip clubs on Bourbon Street. The news suggested that they were looking for human traffickers, but shockingly none were discovered. Hundreds of people are out of work. … Continue reading Three Hundred Years of Sex Work

Little Boy Strippers

I was drunk, I was in a jaded and bitter mood, but I was determined to make the most of this funny little town. So I went to the gay bar. And there were boy strippers. Three of them. In their panties. In their muscles. In their chucks. I got myself a drink and stack … Continue reading Little Boy Strippers

An Office Job

So, yesterday I had a totally booked day, then one client canceled, and another took his place, booked an overnight, then my earlier client canceled, and I figured I could sleep in, but then I woke up to the phone ringing and Mr. replacement canceling. I was sad and a tad worried. I need money, … Continue reading An Office Job

I Pissed on a Bitch in Target

I wish I had been in the mood to piss on him out in the open in the middle of the store. Like in Ladies Panties or something.  Sadly we went to the bathroom.  I was already at the store shopping, visiting a friend who can’t get a good job with zirs master degree so … Continue reading I Pissed on a Bitch in Target

Why I Work As A Stripper

I’m well educated and I have a really nice middle class job.  So why in the hell do I work in seedy bars half naked doing dirty things with strange men for money?  Because I like it.   I like the rush I get from meeting you in a dimly lit bar, with music so … Continue reading Why I Work As A Stripper

Come Amuse Me ~~ (or the art of the run on sentence)

Greetings, my loyal readers. Sorry I have been absent for so very long. I was busy having fun. I’m going to bring you up to speed. I have been traveling a lot. Last update here suggests that I was in New Orleans, which I was and will be again soon. I am currently in Las … Continue reading Come Amuse Me ~~ (or the art of the run on sentence)

Dr Pee

I left the club at 1:00 in the morning. I called to confirm and headed to Boston. I grew up in hospitals, my mother was a nurse. most people dislike hospitals, I love them, I love the way they smell. antiseptic. clean, like the smell of disease, washed away. it reminds me of my home. … Continue reading Dr Pee