Confessions of a Strip Club House Mom

This story is based on true life events. Names have been changed.

I was working 1st shift full time for a medical laboratory. My 4 year anniversary was approaching fast and I felt incomplete. All of my work history was healthcare related. Even my 1st job was a fast food restaurant inside a hospital.

16 years old quickly turned into 35 years. I had done nothing but work my life away.

Until one day having a drink with a friend turned my life around. “Have you ever thought about working with strippers?” He was a party promoter and often worked with exotic dancers. “They need someone to dress them..you know provide the clothing “ He made it sound like a rewarding fun job. Immediately I became interested. It was so different than my everyday life.

That night I went home and researched what I needed to start. I had never personally been to a strip club. I had no idea of the lifestyle or how they dressed. I gave it my best shot and came up with 6 outfits. Great I have inventory, but no customers. I started promoting myself on social media platforms. Even paid for special promotion for about a month. Crickets. After a month with no customers I was about to throw the towel in. Until I met Chocolate.

Chocolate was almost 6ft tall without the stilettos, truly coke bottle shaped and was natural. No surgical work. She was gorgeous. She was flexible, so flexible she could stand on one leg while the other was in mid air. She told me she saw my post and was interested in the outfits and if I could meet her at the club she was working that night. Ecstatic I finally had a potential customer! I agreed to meet her at the club.

I grabbed all the outfits and put them in a small bag. Looked in the mirror to make sure I looked decent enough and headed out the door.

Pulling into the club parking lot I quickly notice there was no where to park. The club was packed! It was definitely a busy Saturday night. I stood in the line that was out the door. Finally inside I text her to let her know I was there. She messaged me “come to the back” I look around confused. The back? Like the back of the club?. I grab a bouncer and tell him who I was there to see. He leads me to the dressing room. I felt silly now knowing what “the back” was.

Let me tell you “the back” was a whole other world to me! Very young and very beautiful women all naked . They were standing around in small cliques holding conversations as normal as normal can be.

Chocolate immediately approached me with a smile. She chose her outfits. She bought 2! She then announced that I was selling “dance fits” and the girls went crazy! They all grabbed for my bag at once. I sold all 6 outfits that night. They sold so fast it made the month of waiting worth it.

Leaving the club I thought of the other 6 girls who wanted to purchase but weren’t able to. I had to up my inventory! I made almost $400 in 10 minutes. Never in my life had I made that much money in that little time. I was hooked.

Just like a drug, fast money can pull you in. Just like a high you can’t get enough. You spend it as quickly as it comes. The next time I showed at the club I had 12 outfits. Sold them all again. This time I left the club with $1k .

It started to be a consistent thing and I even started going to the club more than one time a week. Most clubs in Ohio close at 2am during the week and weekends 4-5am.I was still working my 9-5 during the day. So you can imagine how much sleep I really had. Still promoting on social media. The women who bought the previous outfits were starting to tell other dancers about me. Word of mouth moves product faster than any promotional method I believe. Word of mouth is how I met Paris.

To be continued..thanks for reading 💋