Showing posts with label books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label books. Show all posts

Friday, February 4, 2011

100 Stories From An Old Stripper - BOOK TRAILER!

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Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Getting Busted - At the Mercy of the Vice Squad




The first time I ever had trouble with the vice-squad in Kansas City, Missouri made me realize that just because you are not breaking the law does not mean you cannot get arrested. Us strippers would do our jobs within the boundaries of the law; but when the vice-squad decided to bust us, they would find some stupid reason for it.

I was really green back then. The first time this happened I was hollering in the club about how they should not be able to arrest us because we are not breaking the law. My boss, Doris at the Pink Pussy Cat, told Kansas City Kitty, a stripper who showed me the ropes of stripping, to explain it to me. Doris kept going on about how dumb I was. I did not understand her frustration then; but I do now.

If they wanted to bust us, they would make anything up. They would say we had too much butt cheeks showing or a pubic hair or did not have our nipples covered completely with the pastie.

One time in Cleveland, Ohio they arrested the whole show. The boss knew the police were there; so he told the girls to not take anything off. They arrested them anyway. The police said that even though the girls did not take a stitch of clothes ff they did make sexual, suggestive movements.

One time in New York City, New York they busted the show because the girls were showing pubic hair. One girl was shaven. She said, "You can't bust me! I don't have any hair down there. I am shaven!" To no avail and wasted words, they did anyway.

We were at the mercy of the vice-squad. One time in Chicago, Illinois, I got busted. They were driving the ticket man and me to jail. The policeman looked back and said, "Well, you know we're just doing our job". I wanted to say, "Yeh! I know! So are we". But I knew better than to smart off or they would find something else to charge me with.

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Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Sleeping in My Car...




When I was dancing as a sripper on the road, I would have to cut corners in many ways to make sure that my kid's boarding schools received their payments on time. This involved, quite regularly, doing without food or shelter. Luckily, I had my car to sleep in when I could not pay for a room.

I would go to a roadside park and sleep in my car. I did not realize how dangerous this was. Many times the weather would be cold, freezing, and snowy. Sometimes when I was in a big city like Chicago, I would go to a residential area and parallel park on the street. In the cold winters of Chicago, nobody noticed someone sleeping in their car, especially, with the windows fogged up from the cold. I would get in the back seat and cover-up with my rugs that I used in my stage shows. I am surprised I did not freeze to fesath.

One time in Scranton, Pennsylvania, I was sleeping in my car. I would take my rugs with me after work and drive to a roadside park to sleep. It was so cold. The husband of one of the strippers asked me one night if I was sleeping in my car. I asked him - why did he think that. He told me that he sees me carrying my rugs out every night; and I do not have a room at the motel. I admitted that I was because I needed the money for my kids. He and his wife offered to let me stay in their room for no money. I really did appreciate it.

I really did thnk they were nice to do this for me. This kind incident helped to introduce me to the well-known fact that you do not get something for nothing; and if someone does you a kind favor, usually, they have a plan in their head to use you someway. The plan is usually more devistating than the way you were before they did the favor.

After I had stayed there a couple of nihgts, the wife told me in the dressing room that they liked to spice up their sex life with a threesome every so often. She said their sex life gets dull sometimes; and when they have a threesome, it revives it. She asked me if I would do it. Of course, I said, "No".

I was not that cold. Needless to say, the cold car looked pretty good. I went back to it willingly despite their pleasfor me to stay.

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Monday, June 22, 2009

They Tore Twelfth Street Down




It really did make me sad and mad when they tore all the go-go places down on twelfth street in Kansas City, Missouri. There was a whole block of them lined up next to each other from Central to Wyandotte. This is where I got my start as a stripper. It was like they were tearing down my history.

I worked a factory job in a garment factory in Sugar Creek, Missouri in the daytime and a waitress job on the weekends. At night, I would come downtown to twelfth street and go from bar to bar asking if they needed a go-go dancer for the night. I would get paid $10.00 for this if they let me dance.

It was scary to me; but I am glad I did it. I got really scared one time when a man walked up to me on the street where the go-go joints were and said, "Can I eat your pussy?" I got used to those remarks over the years.

They tore the go-go joints down; so they could build a fancy hotel in their place - The Vista. I always said, "I hope it goes broke". I do not know for sure; but I heard it did. I sure to hope so.

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Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Being a Part of Spectator Violence




One time when I was working the Wood-Six Burlesk Theater in Detroit, Michigan as a stripper, I experienced an incident that brought out a dark side of me that I did not know I had. My kids and I were walking on the street between the theater and the motel. The traffic was stopped at a stop light. The people from two different vehicles were hollering obscenities at each other. One man got out of his vehicle and pointed a gun at the other guy. Needless to say, the other man shut up and sped away.

What distrubed me then and does even now is the fact that all the people on the sidewalk were watching as spectators. No one, as far as I know, even moved to call the police. And I was one of them.

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Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Ashamed of the 'Nut' I Married




I have never been ashamed of the fact that I was a stripper for approximately twenty years. This job enabled my children and me opportunities we would never have ever heard about if I had nver become one.

I have done some things and acted certain ways that most "ordinary" people thnk I should be ashamed of; but I am not. The only thing that I can truly say that I am ashamed of is for my children to know who their real father is. I wish I had cheated on him; so there would be a doubt in my mind that he might not be their real father. It is really embarrassing for me to know that my children know I went to bed with such a low-classed deadbeat.

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Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Yoga on Stage

Sometimes when I would get a rowdy crowd or a difficult one - especially, in the burlesk theaters - I would stop my strip act and do my yoga positions. By this time, I would be pretty well naked. The guys would be hollering obscenities or whatever. I would do my yoga and was able to block out everything they were saying or, at least, block it out to the point of having me not care what they sid - no feelings toward their words at all. One might say I was in a state of meditation at this point.

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