Stage names

   Stage name- An alias for a dancer.. Strippers should NEVER give out their real name. This protects us from guys trying to stalk us or find us on Facebook. Traveling strippers use many different names.. Sometimes it's because there's already a girl at your new club with your old name, other times you just want a change.

I've had several different stage names...
Hailey
Victoria
Martina
Kali
Jayda
Pocahontas
Kimber
Jasmine

    I've never met a stripper with a (last name) like this... but you get the idea.

The Gold Club- Jax, FL

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The Client list

   I started dancing for other people who wanted to see me naked.. Since our club didn't allow that in GA, I picked out the travelers with money and told them I would dance for them in their hotel room naked for $300/hr.

   There was an old man who lived about a half hour away who was telling me about escorts and the ones he dated.. He told me different girls had different limits, some have sex with you, some only let you touch their boobs.. I however did not want this old man groping me, but I went along with it saying I would date him but not get sexual until I got to know him.

   I went out with the old guy a few times, he gave me $300 every time we met and took me out to eat.. But he started to want more so I ditched him.

Small town Georgia

   I was dating a marine when I moved to St. Cloud, MN.. I had to hide my stripping from him, he eventually found out and we broke up. My friend Jesse was stationed in Valdosta, GA so I packed up my car and drove down.

   Jesse, and I were suppose to rent a condo with 2 of his friends.. I ended up living with just his friends.. It was cool tho, I married one a week later. Then we decided to have a baby, a month after she was born, God decided we needed another. My first 2 children are 10 months apart, he was a preemie.

   A few months after my son was born I decided I wanted to start dancing again, so I found the only strip club open in my town. Club paradise. Despite the name, this club was a dump. It was a rundown bar with a stage and barn poles, right next to a truck stop. I danced there till I found out I was pregnant again and started to show.

   By the time I gave birth, the other club in town had opened. Peaches. Now this club was a lot better, still a bit run down but the owners were the nicest people I've ever met. I didn't make much at either of these clubs because the people in this town happened to be extremely cheap. Even tho it was right next to the military base. The most I would make would be $250. So I worked pretty much every night. The club use to have a bad reputation for dirty girls so the new owner changed the rules completely.. We weren't allowed to take any clothes off, so it was pretty much a bunch of girls runnin around in lingerie.

How I started as a stripper

   Sugar Daddy's.. was the name of my first club, I started stripping when I was 18. I had just moved off to college to go to beauty school. I was working part time at Hollister and it just wasn't enough. A friend I went to high school with worked at a strip club in town and was able to afford a brand new car right out of high school. I went to check it out.

   I went in and asked if they were hiring waitresses. They weren't, the manager said they were hiring dancers only. I thought about it, nah I couldn't do that.. but wait, there was a girl who walked up to the manager while he was showing me around. She told him her son was in the hospital and she needed her stage fee money back so she could go see him. He gave her this bullshit about not being able to give back her money once it was already in the register.. but if this girl wants to work tonight she can give you her stage fee and take your place, he said. I felt so bad for the girl, I said yes.

   I was so nervous, the manager told me I was allowed to go do drugs or drink in my car to ease my nerves. Really? I asked, you don't care that your employees do drugs?? Nah, he said.. most girls will try to sneak it in the dressing rooms anyways and we don't want that, so we let them go to their car. We cant control what happens out there. Ok, I guess..

I danced in my bra and panty's and a borrowed pair of shoes my first night. I made $500! That's one months rent! Perfect. Now I can cut back my hours at my stupid minimum wage Hollister job. Although I wanted to keep it because I loved the discounts and I had to have a cover job to tell my parents.

Eventually, I quit school.. If I were to finish my career plan and work at a salon, I still wouldn't make as much I do stripping. Sounded like a dumb idea to get a paid education and still get crap pay.