[ModelT-MsDollie]

STRIP CLUB TEASE
---There were many wh*r* Houses and Strip Clubs in Peoria, Ill. and nearby small towns. I had heard about them for years. Thanks to older friends, (over 21) I discovered what happened in those Houses of ill repute after meeting Dollie. Thank goodness she trained me well.
--- Prostitutes didn’t seem to worry about minors, as long as they they had the cash to play. It helped that I worked with the nephew of Richard Pryor, who worked at his Grandmother’s House. Now Granny had two houses, a home and a house for “working girls“. I never actually visited at Granny’s home place. Truthfully, I made very few visits to play with Prostitutes. I had more than I could handle at home.
---For you young whipper-snappers, Richard Pryor was among the first Black modern comedians to make it big time on TV, then movies. Yep, he also started his acts in Strip Clubs in Peoria. Remember the old saying? “If it plays in Peoria, it’ll play anywhere.” To most people, his acts were rather raunchy. But with a little cleaning up, he made it big time on TV shows.
Enough about history. As soon as I turned 21, I had to check out the Strip Clubs. Yes, I tried before. But I still had that baby face look and could never get past the bouncers. But, I was now a professional ladies man . At least I thought so.
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---We agreed before getting married that we would keep no secrets. The wh*r*house thing took several tries to explain. But as long as I was takin care of business at home, I got by with it. Surprisingly, Dollie was fascinated about the Strip Club scene. Especially when a few girlfriends of hers often told about their husbands going to see the dancing girls on weekends. I had to make a deal….I could go if I took Dollie with me now and then. How was I supposed to know she’d love watching girls strip and guys slobber and toss money at them? Since she was makin rules, I made a few of my own. If you’re going to go to a Strip Club, you have to dress like a Stripper. Again, how was I gonna know she’d love it?
---After slowly getting Dollie used to wearing more revealing blouses, halter tops, hot pants, mini skirts, and bikinis in public, dressing to tease at tittie bars came easy. After all, those Clubs were dark, Bar Maids and Strippers were all but naked, and men were in a happy generous mood. Seems as though whenever I was takin a leak or visiting a friend, men were sitting with Dollie, buying her drinks, and making offers I’m glad she refused. Hell men bought me drinks too, just to sit with us at those tiny tables. It always took a lot of convincing to get some of them to realize she was not a Stripper or Hooker. We both took these as compliments. Dollie did a great job of dressing for our nights out at the Tittie Bars. There were so many joints, we could almost go to a different one every weekend all Winter. Summers were for goin camping.
---What made this arrangement so nice was that not many people remembered us and the dancing girls never seemed to stay at a Club long. Each night was a new experience for everyone, us included. This was one reason men thought Dollie was one of the girls. Dressing like them and teasing may have helped too! As in all of our games over the years, every man was polite, gentle, and friendly. None were pushy, insulting, or offensive. Today is sure a different scene, yet we've never had problems.
--- Again, we hit the Tittie Bars off and on for many years so have many stories. I will try to write a few about evenings totally different. Of course, I got my own perks and special attention from some of the Dancing Gals who became our friends. A few years into going to strip clubs, a friend of ours began dating a girl who decided she wanted to be a stripper. Money was short and they figured the extra cash would come in handy. Oddly Nancy was flat chested and I didn't think she had the body for it. Skinny, no boobs, and not all that sexy lookin. But Nancy could dance and work the pole! We saw her dance many times and she seemed to do well with the customers and tips.
---This is probably when we learned something about strippers in general. Those who are not hookers are expected to be. Many are on drugs and will do nearly anything for money. For these reasons Rich made Nancy quit her dancing job. Since then, we've met many professional strippers who are neither wh*r*s, lesbians, or druggies. But the bad image and temptation is always there.
Years ago, Dollie and I considered her learning to dance and becoming a stripper. She did take belly dancing and was rather good. She could have made more in one nite than I made in a week.