For as long as I can remember I have had an exibitionist streak. When I was in highschool I wanted to be a stripper because I loved the idea of men watching me dance naked and take my clothes off, and the fact that I could make a lot of money on top of that was like a dream come true to me. And if it matters to you, I grew up in upper-middle class suburbia, I was not hurting for money or wanting for anything. I got straight A’s, was in Advanced Placement classes, and was going to the University of California, Santa Barbara after graduation. I did not need to strip to survive, it was purely the thrill of it that enticed me. As soon as I turned 18 I cut class and drove up to San Francisco and went to one of the nude strip clubs on Broadway called Centerfolds and went inside and asked them what I had to do to start dancing there. They said I’d need to come in and audition on amateur night (I came to find out later that “auditioning” at a strip club is a joke, they never turn girls away, at least not to my knowledge). At this point, I really couldn’t have realistically worked at a strip club, I was living with my parents, who were pretty strict, there was no way I’d be able to pull off three nights a week at a strip club, but I was just scratching an itch by going in there and inquiring.
Fast forward to my sophomore year of college. At this point the novelty of college had worn off and I was looking for new thrills. There was a single strip club in Santa Barbara called the Spearmint Rhino. I called and asked what day they had amatuer night and then my friend and I went down to the club that night and I brought my little lingerie outfit and a pair of heels to do my “audition.” I was nervous as all hell but I wanted to do this so bad I persevered through the nerves. I now know that beginner strippers have a very specific way of dancing on stage that is hilarious to experienced strippers. It’s very jerky and awkward and for some reason all new strippers dance the exact same way until they find their style and rhythm.
So I started working at the Spearmint Rhino and was instantly hooked. My very first night I made $600 and it was a total cakewalk and I loved the attention.
So I had been at the Spearmint Rhino for a bit when the annual xmas party rolled around. It took place in Los Angeles at some night club and it was for all the Spearmint Rhino clubs in California (I think). So my stripper friend, her husband, and I all drove down for this stripper holiday party. The party itself wasn’t super exciting but everybody stayed at the Standard Hotel in downtown LA afterwards and that is when the real fun began.
Everybody went back to the hotel and hung out there for a bit, and at some point in the night, this absolute fucking smokeshow approached me and introduced herself to me. To give you an idea of how much this chick is imprinted on my brain, this was about 18 years ago and I still think of her as the hottest chick I’ve ever met. She was like a hybrid of Salma Hayek and Pamela Anderson (Pam was still considered a goddess back then), really petite and fit with huge fake boobs (they looked hot, not gross like they sometimes do when they’re huge), and I think she was half Italian and half Mexican. She had a gorgeous face, long dark hair, big lips, seriously perfect.
So we were chatting for a minute and she invited me back to her room. Naturally, I accepted and followed her to her room. Once there she immediately presented me with a hit of E (for the kids, E was what we took before there was “Molly”). Again, I accepted, naturally. Then she kissed me. The rest of the night was a blur of Ecstasy (I think we took three each), kissing, pussy licking, boob grabbing, nipple sucking, you name it. Finally when the morning rolled around we decided to give the guys doing construction across the street a little show and we went out on the balcony, fully nude, and took turns licking each other’s boxes for all to see.
Sadly, we fell out of touch somewhere along the line after that night and since I never knew her last name, I’ve never been able to look her up. God damn she was hot. I’ll never forget Rosie.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hiyfgg/the_hot_chick_f_i_f_hooked_up_with_when_i_was_a