I Was An Exotic Dancer
Yep I danced. But it wasn't that exoctic.
I wasn't a ********.. Just a topless dancer. That was an unusal time in my life and with two kids small at home it was a good way to earn enough to support us all. My hubs at the time didn't work, at least not all the time.
It took me a while to learn the ropes, but once I did it was ok. In the beginning the only way I got out on the runway was if I knocked back a couple of shots before I hit it. The place I worked wasn't too bad.. we had a decent rail so we didn't get pawed.
And for the most part it was pretty fun. I had these little g-strings and outrageous heels. Not much of a wardrobe I know.. but the power that came with it, once I figured out I had a lot of control was great.
Never did give up my bourbon. But... like so much in my life that period faded away. I look back every now and then and just kinda marvel I pulled it off at all.
The thing I remembered most was the cage was safe but the run way had the best tips.
But not long ago I actually found a little g-string that reminded me of those long ago days...
hmmmm.... wonder if I could still move if I had the right music? :D
