Category Archives: Strip Club Stories

Tractor Trip Report


It’s not just tractor guys at this convention. There are bulldozer guys as well. Nevertheless, there aren’t many women in the construction and agriculture equipment industry so the average attendee is male, mid-thirties to mid-fifties, and from the Mid west where the women are still bundling up their extra winter weight under bulky sweaters. Cha-ching!!!!! The more I work at Treasures the more it becomes my favorite Vegas Club. Although it is highly visible from the I-15 at Sahara, it’s […]

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The Mexican Octopus


Friday night started out with the Mexican Octopus. He was from San Jose, CA and in town for his son’s soccer tournament. I guess he snuck out after the team of 10 year olds went to bed. “No..no…” I would say everytime I took his hands off my thigh and placed them onto the chair, “I don’t know what’s allowed in San Jose, but here you can grope the chair all you want!” Everytime I turned around, one of his […]

Sneezy Pepper Guy


it feels weird. I’m never home on Friday night. I have an overwhelming urge to paint my face, do my hair, dress up in glamourous rhinestone gowns, and then take them off for random strangers. If I was your ordinary housewife that sentence would sound strange. One thing about taking a long block of time off is that I look forward to going back to work. After a few days I start to miss my friends. I miss the music. […]

Addonis and Mr Slave


Tonight was an interesting Wednesday night. First I ran into my old friend, Addonis the Greek. “Hey! Did you ever find your phone?” I asked him. The last time I saw him, about 3 months ago, he was frantically searching for his cell phone that he SWORE he left on the table. I helped him move the chairs, looked under the table, got the floormen to come over with the flashlight….but alas his phone was gone. He left the club, […]

The Hugger


where ya gotta think……”Man, where do these people come from?” My evening started out with “The Hugger.” This customer is a very sweet and childlike man in his early forties. I have known him for quite some time. He was originally a customer of my co-worker Ashley. However, since Ashley and I are both tall, blonde, and possess similar water balloons, he has a tendency to substitute me for her whenever she is not available. When I first approached The […]

My Stripperella Evening


I just had the kind of night every good stripper dreams about. I had just finished one hour in VIP, and my spirits were high. I was already ahead of my monetary goal for the evening. I headed back to the packed main floor and started selling table dances without missing a beat of the first available song. Cosmo, the absolute hardest working floormen I have EVER seen, discretely taps me on myshoulder and whispers “I have a VIP guy […]