Money. That's why I keep coming back. That has never changed. I'll tell you what else hasn't changed. Summer being poop for money.
Tonight we had a super moon, the summer moon. It was a late night for me. The sun was up before 6 a.m. It's definitely summer. I can thank regulars for god tonight. Club regulars. I have no personal regulars, which is sad. It's only because I work in a highly competitive club. I'm sure if I worked somewhere more regulars based, I'd have a few good men coming to see me every week or two.
Usually whenever there is a full moon, I expect chaos, and a lot of bull shit. But sometimes, good money flows with the full moon. Not so much tonight. So many guys, so many rejections. Fine, I don't wanna dance for you anyway!
I didn't get much rest last night. I was not firing on all cylinders. I felt like my game sucked, I felt fat, not interested. I kept trying to correct my body language since I am supposed to be dominant, confident and irresistible. But I was so tired, turned off, and pissed off. Not good.
I'm still a little bitter from last night. I am so happy I'm done working this weekend. Back to soul repair.
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- Bella Hack
- Somewhere in the south, United States
- Actively posting since 2010. At this point, I've been dancing for a few years now, and now you can see the transformation and evolution of a girl who picks dancing to pay the bills. It started with the crazy bullshit that seemed out of the ordinary until it became ordinary, now my primary focus is stripping "smarter" and finding a way to replace the income with a "real" job, and to answer any questions to those wanting to know more about the world of stripping.