[SR28475]

I started stripping a month after I graduated high school. (This was topless dancing, not nude.) I wanted to move out of my parents’ house and needed money, and when I started college I wanted to work weekends only but still live comfortably. I couldn’t think of another job in which I could make nearly as much money. I was also a little bored with my life, and when I graduated high school I wanted to turn everything familiar upside down and go wild … and I was so curious to see rich men and (what I thought would be) glamorous naked women and smoke and hundred-dollar bills… I kept the job for nine months, the longest I’ve kept any job. I’d begun to have sexual issues with it. I wasn’t sexually abused as a child, but the sex-filled environment of strip clubs wore me down. I think it can be very damaging to attach a price to sexual favors. It messed my head up, and my sex drive had crashed by age 19, which I easily recognized as pathetic. So I quit.

As for backgrounds, all the dancers I knew had a different story. Many had babies or lazy husbands; others were just like me (from a solid home in suburbia). And we were all pretty damn materialistic. The cliche about dancers is that they all have either incredibly high or low self-esteem. I was definitely at the low end and thought that making lots of money based on my looks would help me feel better. And it did, for a while.

One more point: I was always interested in the psyche of my male customers and thought their reasons for coming to the club were infinitely more interesting than the dancers. So I’d like to throw the question back to you, a man: Why do you patronize strip clubs?

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Name : SR28475, Gender : F, Race : White/Caucasian, Religion : Agnostic, Age : 22, City : Austin, State : TX, Country : United States, Occupation : student, Education level : 4 Years of College, 

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