Kilt Boy

Okay, my experience may be atypical. I have no problems attracting women. I'm there to have a good time. I let every girl I see know that by being confident and forward in every action. I strut. I smile wide. I laugh and talk loudly. Not too loudly, but I might draw the attention of someone who hasn't noticed me yet. I'm not afraid to wave or call out if I know her name. I don't grab or whistle to get someone's attention. That's rude. When I want to get noticed, I can pull it off. I'd say that it works about 9 times in 10. Wearing a kilt doesn't hurt. That's how I get their attention. Conversational tactics are a completely different conversation. I'm more about personality over dress. That's what works for me. Location is irrelevant to me. It doesn't matter if I'm at the bar, a back table, a middle table, the pole position in the erection section, or (in 2 cases) still in the CR. If a girl is interested in me, she will approach. I just make it seem like I'm easily approachable.

I want to get one of those triangular desk signs made with different legends printed on each side. AVAILABLE FOR DANCES DRINKING ONLY RESERVED The last one would be to keep my preferred table when I'm in the CR.

Alright, sit down because I'm about to tell you a tale that you won't believe. I was at Barb's last night and Phoenix showed up eventually. I was having a conversation with my new dude friend, and was about to leave when I noticed that she was still at the bar 30 minutes later. Alone. I chatted her up on the way out to see if she'd be there for the party on Friday (sadly, no). She tried to entice me into the back, but I said no because I'm a responsible adult and really had to go. True story, bro!

First time seeing her with her hair down ... and I fell for Maria all over again.

Free lunch today and tomorrow as well. I loaded up on the fried bologna. Yummy! Right now, Claire, Serenity, Harley, Jenny, and Delicious. A good-sized lunch crowd. Jenny and I have the same leg warmers. #twinsies Every beverage gets a ticket for a tv draw after 4:30. Additional Comments: Okay, I'd never spent time with Harley before. A sweet Russian girl with a great, muscular stage show. Impressive. Additional Comments: Made a new buddy in Redskin44! Woo hoo!

I'm also celebrating the 30th anniversary of the last time I worked in the industry. You know, for money. What is the traditional gift for 30 years? Is it free lap dances? I think it's free lap dances. Stupid internet says Pearl (traditional) or Diamond (modern). If there is a dancer there with one of those names ... December 24th, 1986. Wow. That was some bachelorette party. No, I will not dance on stage. I'll likely end up there a few times, but no dancing. Nobody wants to see that. I asked. God help me, I'm bringing the mortgage money. #homelessforchristmas

She: "Thanks. You're the best." Me: Somewhat sardonically, "I am, aren't I?" She: Laughs out loud, "Yes! You really are!" This, for me, is a typical call and response to that first statement. She is surprised out of her patter by my reply (whether taken sardonically or ironically, it serves the same purpose for effect) and her immediate return is more honest. If she just smiles, you know you've fucked it up. Did I learn a lot from that course The Social Psychology of Work all those years ago? Yes. Yes, I did.

A guy I once knew said something that always stuck with me. "I got to put on special tires for her. Don't want to get stuck in the mud." I think I know what he was talking about ...

She's dragged me to the back before. I was not disappointed. Super fun. She doesn't mind chatting when it's slow; she doesn't see it as time wasted. She's what I'd call a country party girl. None of those things are meant in a negative way. I just say that to give an impression of her personality. Like I said in the Barb's thread, I love it that she walks the floor with a tall can of Canadian, not a glass of wine. That's just who she is.

Finally some respect! Thanks, babe. Don't forget to pull my hair.

A little update on the project. I might have to hand the wordy model off to a more professional graphic artist to have some fun with the design. The following pic shows a new direction, but with the same basic design. CT money used to show scale. This shows paper mockups in the envelope style. Dancer wallets will have velcro across the middle. The top flap says DONATION, but is hidden when tucked in. Yes. That's a Canadian $4 bill from 1902.

There's still only one way to tell for sure, though.

Well, they don't close until 2am. Just trying to be helpful. [emoji13]

I'm going to be at the Christmas Customer Appreciation Party on Friday, in the afternoon. Anyone else?

Lots of girls, obviously. I spent time with the lovely Tiffany, Eva (who was warning other girls away because I apparently now belong to her), and had a duo with Anastasia and another girl (who have a very close personal friendship). Tiffany is a stunning beauty with a great table-side manner and a friendly smile that lights up the room. She's nice and soft, like a girl should be. Eva was voracious, as always. I need to install some speed bumps to slow her down a bit. I think I'm done with duos. It never seems to be about me. It should ALWAYS be about me.

Today is Customer Appreciation Day! I hope you made a reservation. I've been trying to convince the girls that the first 2 dances are free, but they don't believe me. I guess we'll see how things go TODAY.

Jesus. That ass on Ashley is a religious experience. I worship at the alter. I gave a sacrifice and I was rewarded. Also, Eva is no slouch in the back room. VERY kilt-friendly. The line forms behind me. Enjoy the view. BTW, it's Eh-va and not Ee-va. Apparently some girls are sensitive about their made up names.

Challenge accepted.

Chrissy, you know you're always welcome to bunk at my place. There's an extra bed downstairs, but don't make any sudden moves or you'll awaken the spiders. Call me.

Don't wear a plain, black kilt in the CR. Certain stains show quite well against that colour. Either that, or don't try as hard to reciprocate. Take it like a man. Close your eyes and think of England.