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LR: The Boring Stripper (LONG)

I don’t think I’ve ever met a girl before who was REALLY boring. I really had to force myself to close this girl because she was just boring and not really hitting my attraction switches. Well not completely true; her body is a divine that needed to be explored. I just needed to overcome some hurdles and mentally force myself to do it.

So Thursday night me and my buddy, who I haven’t seen in a while, want to hangout at a strip club. I buy him his first lap dance ever and we were just genuinely hanging out. Normally I’m in strip joints to game but that night it was really secondary.

At some point I’ve talked to some strippers and then this one asian stripper joins us. 5′7, dyed brown hair, ivory and smooth skin. 20yo. Very nice. I bridge into the mustache opener to take over the conversation but she had to go up on stage when I was about to transition into another piece. At this point I thought I lost her. Since I didn’t see other strippers I was interested in, I thought, let me break the cardinal rule and try to get her back by spending some money. So I go sit on perv row and ended up tipping her $5. I go back to my seat. Few minutes later, low and behold, she comes back. It worked! Sometimes breaking the rules, the ones I learned at the strippers and hired guns seminar, are meant to be broken. Of course everything is the 95% rule. I guess that time the 5% worked. (For those who don’t know me, I’m a really dogmatic person so I rarely “break” the rules.)

When she came back, I got into the old routine stack I’ve been using on strippers. Every night my calibration towards strippers is getting better. At this point I need to work on my qualification game on strippers, but I didn’t prepare anything for that night. So I just tried to recall what I’ve learned. This girl is like no other stripper when it comes to spiritual and woo-woo stuff. We talked about signs and I saw on stage earlier that she had a Scorpio tattoo on her lower neck. I’m a Scorpio too so I told her how passionate I was and of course she could relate to that. Then she told me a really deep story on why the sign is called Scorpio. Let me tell you, that story lasted like 10 minutes and it involved many gods, creatures, and adventures. Since I’m not really into that, I kind faked interest but rewarded her accordingly. Maybe I should have listened because it could be an awesome routine for myself :)

I run all the other mish mash like me telling her to turn off her stripper mode for a sec, anger vs passion, 28k days, and talking about my ex-gf strippers. With this girl I talked a lot throughout the interaction how I dated strippers and why I preferred dating them. She also taught me a lot insider info that I could add to my own arsenal to show I know the stripper world for future strippers, e.g. why they don’t wear glitter because it leaves a trail wives can find out.

About 45 minutes in I run the piece by Braddock where you say you’re a spiritual person and you believe that every person you meet is for special reason. Oh man. I’ve tried that piece several times before but this time I used way later in set. I used to run it about 25 min in but it didn’t hit. But this time it was like dynamite. I saw her facial expression change and she kept on talking how happy she was meeting me that night. Damn that shit is dangerous!

Immediately after that I went for the number. I seeded earlier with a private modeling party I was going too. She liked it earlier so when I went for the number I timebridged it. Now what’s interesting is that when I handed her my phone, she punched it in and called herself. But after that immediately she was back into her stripper mode and asked if I would buy her a dance later. I responded, “yeah of course….”. I’m still not sure why she asked me that. Another interesting thing is when I asked her “Under what name should I save it, [stripper name] or …..”. She basicly said she doesn’t give out her real name and every calls her by her stripper (=nick) name. Normally when a strippers tells me her real name that’s a good sign so it kind of threw me off at that moment.

Then I remember I was telling her a story on how I went to the US for the first time. I was six and my parents just had enough money to send me over by myself. I’ve tried to run this story several times but this time I rephrased some parts of it and it worked this time. So now I have my own heart melter, or warm+fuzzy comfort routine.

BTW, this girl didn’t talk that much at all. I had to do most of the talking and trying to throw out hoops barely worked. I tried stuff like “Tell me something interesting about yourself” or “What were you like in high school” and she gave me half ass answers. So I changed it up and started to force frame things. I remember at one moment I said something like (paraphrased) “You know what, I can tell you’re holding back something but I can sense it’s something interesting. It’s your vibe that’s giving it away. Behind that adorable face there is something and I’m going to dig it out and cherish it. I don’t know yet what it is, but I’m going to find out. You’re so mystique, I like that.” I came up with it on the fly, partly because she wasn’t talking much, but damn it hit big time.

So now I’ve been talking to her for about an hour and I tell her I wanted to go somewhere private with her. My view on this is me showing that I appreciate her time because I know she has to make money. Since we already agreed to see each other again and I got her number, I wasn’t worried on becoming one of her regulars. She tried to get us a private booth for a regular lap dance price but the manager wouldn’t let us. Damn. I can only imagine what would have happened if we did have one. It could have been deja vu. So we went to a booth where no one was there. She started taking her clothes off and dancing. At one point she spread her legs for me and I couldn’t resist it. I started playing with her clit with my hands and “accidently” slipped my fingers inside her. Damn she was tight. I took it out, spit on my fingers and put it back in. Then another stripper and customer walks in and do their thing. At that moment I pulled out and she continued with her routine. I wish they didn’t come in because I might have gone animalistic again and flopped my cock out. Oh well, these are all “IFs…..” After 4/5 songs I got up and told her I was gonna text her so we could meet up some time.

Me and my buddy leave the club. I tell him to hi5 me but he knew something was fishy so he didn’t. Haha, almost got him there. We get some food and I text my stripper: “Hey sweetie text me when you get home safe. -[my name]” and a few minutes later she responded with some long text. Nice.

The only thing I should have done more was establish things where I could use more callback humor.

Date
I did some texting with her the following days and she was the one who wanted to see me again. If The Don was right, dates with strippers are no problem. This time he was wrong LOL.

Sunday night she drives over to my place and the first thing I see is her bare belly. Sexy. But then I noticed she was wearing skinny jeans. FUCK. I forgot to tell her to wear a skirt. But in the back of my mind I was still confident I was going to close this girl. She was wearing her stripper shoes except they were white instead of clear :)

On the way to the bar I ask her what she does when she’s not stripping. She says she does volunteering work for Caltrans. At the moment I was impressed but I did my research later on. Apparantly people who have been convicted or have some sort of probation violation get assigned that sort of work. Later on the night it would make more sense. She also doesn’t go to school and I know she has been stripping for about 2 years now. This girl really has no life.

That becomes more obvious as the night went on. We went to my favorite bar and we had some drinks. She didn’t like 2 drinks she tried out. Great way to start a night. Then I did the question game on her and she asked me all those relationship questions. Since I’m not looking for one, I kind of had to dodge them a bit.

Then she would ask me about my dirty laundry. I think that was a test when I think about it later. Since she probably had a juvenile past she wanted to see if I was like that too. I basicly said something like that I never had to steal or do something bad because there was no need for it. Not sure if it was the right answer because at that moment I didn’t realize it was a test.

I sexualized the date a bit with me whispering in her ear and kissing her neck. At this point we haven’t kissed yet at all. The sexual stuff was more the actions and the undertone of it rather than the full frontal thing like kissing.

The only weird or awkward moments were whenever she had to take a smoke outside the bar. I don’t smoke so I just stood outside with her talking. It was kind of weird. I tried to make not a big deal out of it, but it just looked weird to me. I felt like we couldn’t share an experience because one smokes and the other doesn’t. So I just cracked some jokes to keep it light and do the deep stuff when I can touch and whisper in her ear inside the bar.

Still at the bar she is not talking much. I really had to do most of the talking and that was no fun. Every question was answered by a 5 year old. Again I just force framed the crap out of her. After we left the bar I just said to go back to my place and watch a movie. She agreed. Usually when I go back to my place, I can already sense or tell sex is likely going to happen. This girl, I seriously could not read.

But once we got in my room, it was actually really easy. There was no need for another drink or some other BS to get her into my bed. She just said “go lay there and take your pants off….” I was like, “yes mam.” Damn. She was good. This is my third stripper and hopefully many more to come. The Don is right. All strippers know how to please a guy and playing out your fantasy with these girls is awesome :)

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