I was getting ready to leave the motel that I stayed in after my first night as a nude dancer. Actually it kind of strip tease. It didn't make any difference if I was making some money without turning tricks for the asshole that I had come to Tampa with. I contemplated when I should go into work.
Gladys said the Mons Venus is open twenty four hours, but I should probably come in at noon and work the afternoon crowd then stay until I was tired. She said a lot of the married women did that so they could get home and cook supper for the family. Okay, I could stay here another night, but why pay for that yet, before I get a chance to look around and ask around the Mons Venus.
I drove up Dale Mabry until I found a gas station and filled up the tank. Feeling a lot safer, I drove back south until I came to the Mons. This was around noon and the parking lot was packed. I did find a space and walked in. Today I was wearing a cute, ruffle cut off top that showed my belly button and another loose mini skirt. I figured if yesterday's outfit was successful, this would be too.
A waitress I had met yesterday was at the cashier's desk and gave me a smile as I walked past her through the busy club into the back, where Gladys was sitting in her office. A dancer was sitting on her desk with one leg on the floor and one leg up, spreading her beaver for all to see. They were having some hot conversation. While Gladys was talking to the dancer, she was actually talking to her pussy. I stood back and didn't intrude.
The dancer was telling Gladys, "You should come over tonight for a little party. You and I need to renew our friendship. Misty says you haven't been around to see her either. What's happenin, ' Gladys, you find a guy or a permanent partner?"
Still talking to the dancer's pussy, Gladys answered, "No, nothing like that. I've been busy with my new place and haven't had time to socialize much. I'll come over tonight if you want. But do you really want to include Misty, wouldn't you rather it just be the two of us?"
As she raked her fingers through her moist pussy lips, the dancer said, "How about you and I have a good time early, and then we'll both do Misty when she gets home. You know she escorts at least one date at night, but she's always home by nine. She likes to visit with her dates, then come home early."
Gladys looked up at the dancer and cupped one of her large store bought breasts, "You better be sure she's taking care of herself and not doing any of her dates bareback. You don't get a second chance if you catch something."
"I'm sure she's careful, Gladys Baby, she doesn't particularly care for men, anyway. She puts on a good show for them, but they pay to play. Why don't I shut the door and you can sample what you've been staring at for the last fifteen minutes?"
The dancer looked up at that moment and noticed me, "Hey, Tess, what's happening? How about coming over tonight to my place and we'll have a little party? Gladys is coming too."
Gladys took her hand off the dancer's thigh and turned to me, "Hi, Tess. Heard you had a great first night and didn't leave until after three. Did you make some money?"
With a smile, I approached the office door and said, "I did pretty good, enough to pay for a room, food, and to buy gas this morning."
The dancer said, "Hi, Tess, I'm Candy, what's this about paying for a room?"
I answered, "I'm without a place to live right now, but I'll find a place later today or tomorrow. I'll get some money ahead and rent a place or find someone to room with."
Candy said, "I live out north of town in a really nice trailer park, very friendly, and very safe. There is usually someone looking to share a place out there. If you want, come out to my place this evening and I'll look at the bulletin board with you. The place isn't a good place to bring a trick, but it's a great place to live."
"I don't plan on selling anything. That's how I ended up in Tampa without a place to stay. I wouldn't sell it or share it, and the asshole that convinced me we were a pair got pissed and split. I'd bet he's already got another girl to do tricks for him. Sometimes I think I'm the epitome of a dumb blonde."
Gladys said, "Don't be hard on yourself, Gerry, I'm sorry, I mean, Tess. We've all fallen for a line or ten in our time. I'm sure Candy and Misty, Candy's roommate, have fallen for a few."
Candy, the dancer, said, "No shit. It took me a dozen good lines before I finally figured out they were lines. So what do you think, Tess, want to come out and look for a place this evening?"
I looked at Gladys and she was nodding, "It is a decent place, Tess. There are a lot of really nice people out there. Ah, Candy, if you don't mind I need to have a private chat with Tess for a second. Mind leaving us alone for a sec?"
Candy smiled as she got up to leave. "Talk to me later, Tess. I need to put something on as my stage time is coming up."
Gladys said, "Shut the door, Honey. I want to go over the rules again."
After I shut the door, Gladys had me sit in her extra chair, then began, "I heard you did real good last night and didn't break any club rules. George said you kept the guys out of your snatch, but did a good job teasing them, just the way you said you enjoyed. I want you to know that you could go to jail if the cops come in and catch you giving a lap dance. It wouldn't be for soliciting, but for lewd public conduct. It's just a misdemeanor, but it would be on your record. I'm just telling you so you know there is some risk to making big bucks here. You can go down the street to the 2001 Odyssey where they do all sorts of things in the "Champagne Room." Some of the girls who've worked there say they give blowjobs, fuck, and just about anything else there. We don't allow that here. If you see a crowd of guys around a girl giving a dance here, it usually means she's doing something she shouldn't. George will investigate and I will find out. Okay, I've said my piece; do you still want to work here?"
"Damn right, Gladys. I didn't have to fuck anybody for the money I made last night, and I don't plan on doing it to make more today. I'll play by the rules."
Gladys smiled, "That's great. We'll have a good time together. I hope you're not put off by my eyes for Candy. She is a tempting piece for me. We have had some parties in the past and will probably have a lot more in the future. I don't have a guy and don't plan on supporting one, so Candy is a nice diversion, if you know what I mean. I don't know whether you swing that way, but if you do, there are some nice girls here to play with."
"I like guys, Gladys, but I'm a little put off by them right now. I think I'll wait until I can pick and choose one to play with. Meanwhile, I need to make some money."
I was getting up when I said, "Last night I gave fifty to the waitresses, cashier, and George. Was that the right amount?"
"That's a decent amount. No one will ever bitch if you give them that much. If it's real slow, they'll know and won't expect as much. You should be taking at least a grand home every night. Less than that and you need to shorten up on your tip outs. If you work days, you get to tip me out too. The night manager makes a lot more and doesn't take tip outs. The days only have one or two waitresses though and they work the cash register too. Go get ready and make some money, Honey."
I put my purse in my locker and locked it up. My skirt had a small pocket so I was able to zip the key up in there for safe keeping. After brushing out my hair, I was thinking about stripping down a little to work the floor when Gladys came in.
"Tess, how about taking the stage? Cherry was getting sick and ran to the john. I'd bet she's pregnant. She got married this past spring and I'll just bet she's making a kid."
"I'm ready, Gladys, let me pick out my music."
"Just dance to the last two from Cherry and I'll pick one to go with them. Strut your stuff and tease those guys. We have a lot of guys out there today."
I went on stage just as the next song was starting. The music wasn't bad, even though it wasn't anything I would play. I did my thing and teased right down to my bare bottom. Guys were tossing bills and stuffing my garters full. The crowd was rowdy, and it took some effort to keep their hands off my private stuff, but I managed. They were all hollering for me to stay on stage when the three songs were over. Gladys was just off stage and was motioning me to stay. I put my hand on my hips, pushed my light red fuzzies out for everyone to see, and said, "Want some more?"
There were lots of yells and hands waving bills in the air. I ended up dancing to two more songs, getting groped in the process, but eluding errant fingers and hands. When I finally stopped, I scooped up all the cash, grabbed my clothes, and headed to the locker area. I stuffed all the money into my purse and locked it all up. I saw a fifty in there. I wonder which guy donated that?
I used the restroom and headed straight for the floor. Instantly, guys wanting a private dance surrounded me. I told them I would do them all but they had to settle down and find an open area for me to work. Five of the guys cleared a space on a couch and sat. I sat on the first guy's knee and said, "Is one enough for a man like you?"
He grinned and said, "It's not enough, but it's what I can afford today. I think we're all in that boat. Give us each a dance and we'll all enjoy it."
I collected five twenties and stood in front of them in my miniskirt and cut off top. As soon as the music started, I leaned over and dropped the top then stepped out of my skirt. Completely bare, I gave the first guy a mind numbing lap dance that had him drooling all over himself. I did all five as sexily as I could. They were all young, well behaved, guys. A couple cupped one of my smaller breasts, but none went for the gold. When I was done, standing in front of them with my hands on my hips, smiling, I noticed a couple of big wet spots on their pants. I hope it was them and not drool from me.
The first guy held out a five and said, "Here, this is a tip from me to you. That was great. The best lap dance I've ever had."
The other guys were not to be outdone. The other four all gave me a five as a tip. I thanked them, grabbed my clothes, and ran for the back to use the restroom and some fingers to satisfy my growing itch.
Wow, that was a turn on. Six guys, all wanting to be teased, all lusting after my body. There were dancers that were a lot better looking than I am, some with huge tits, although probably store bought. Most of them had shaved pussies while I had very little light red fuzzies that hardly needed trimming. It was almost funny that I should get that much attention. I may be a dumb blonde, but I'm going to be a dumb blonde with enough money to take care of herself.
The afternoon continued in the same manner. I danced two more times before nine o'clock. A lot of the married ladies had left and most of the day girls were getting ready to leave. I was starved and worn out. The smoke in the club was heavy today and my hair smelled terrible, so I also wanted a shower.
Gladys saw me sitting in the dressing room and reminded me that Candy and Misty would have a decent meal for me if I was interested in going out there. "Those two know a bunch of people out there and they might have someone you could rent from."
"I need to clean up, Gladys. I smell like smoke and sweat."
Gladys offered, "Take a shower, that's what the shower room is for. You can go out and take a shower in front and make some money. We have that shower stage that we haven't been using much lately. We have plenty of towels, which one do you want?"
I answered, "I'm too tired to do any more teasing tonight. I'll use the shower room. I can blow dry my hair, so that would be best. I am really tired and hungry. Oh yeah, Gladys, one of those papers I signed talked about the hundred a night I have to give management to work here. Ah, how come you haven't asked for it?"
Gwen, the night manager, was standing next to Gladys and answered, "Joe, you know Joe Redner, the owner, likes to give new girls a week or so without having to pay the fee so they can get on their feet. Work this weekend and next week with no fee then we'll begin collecting."
I smiled and said, "It's a good thing a girl can make some big bucks dancing or this would be an expensive place to work. With the tip outs for the staff and rent, that's like almost four hundred a day."
Gladys said, "That just means you'll work that much harder making our customers happy so you make big money every day. If business is bad, Joe tells us not to collect fees. One more thing he has us do, is to have you record what you make, so you pay income tax. You are really self-employed so you have to file quarterly. Have Candy help you get set up so you don't get into trouble with Uncle Sam."
I showered and dressed quickly, getting directions out to Candy's and Misty's place from Gladys as she got ready to leave. She suggested I just follow her out as she was driving straight there.
We drove about twenty minutes north of the city to an area with a big industrial park and turned into the entrance to a trailer park. There was a big overhead sign that said the name of the place was the "Vacation" trailer park. Under "Vacation" was an S&S logo. That must be some kind of holding company.
The park had a guarded entrance that Gladys stopped at. She told the guard something and he wrote our two cars' license numbers down and waved us through. We drove way up past a wooded area, arriving at an area that had all double wide trailers. As soon as we parked in the long driveway of the big manufactured home, the door opened, and Candy came bouncing out of the trailer in some ultra short shorts and a very loose halter top.
We walked into the trailer after a hug from Candy. The place was a regular house inside. We entered in a family room that was connected to a kitchen. Misty was in the kitchen appearing to be preparing food. She quickly came from around the counter and gave Gladys and me a hug. The surprising part of that was that Misty only had some thong panties on. That's it, just a pair of thong panties. Misty has rather large, firm breasts, probably man made, that have nice protruding nipples. When she hugs you, the two firm tips of those babies puncture you.
That gave me a thrill. I'm not really into women, but the feel of those pointy nipples and those big firm breasts pushing into my firm "Bs" had my thong getting moist again.
Still holding me, Misty said, "Hmmm, you smell good. You must have showered at the club. I know I smell terrible after a shift. I come home and shower instantly. Come on, everyone sit, I have some pasta and sausage for supper."
The girls served some dark red wine with the meal. I was stuffing it in as I had not had anything since breakfast. I asked Gladys, "What do we do about lunch or some kind of food during our shift?"
Misty answered, "You can go across the street to the little steak house or go to the Chinese restaurant up the street. There is a Subway up that way too."
Candy said, "Actually, there are a dozen or so restaurants close to the club. Some girls let guys take them to eat, but that usually means you give a blow job for dessert. I'd rather buy my own or snack on pussy." With that, she laughed loudly.
Misty said, "For a dancer that teases guys into coming in their pants everyday, you sure do dodge dick a lot."
"You know what I think about that," Candy said. "I love dick, but on my terms, and definitely not with some dork from the club. There have been some guys I would have considered, but I prefer pussy to some clown that just wants to paw me and get off real quick."
Gladys was sitting back, patting her full stomach, "I'm sure glad you enjoy pussy. Both of you girls are just a special pair to be around."
Misty looked at me, "You're not put off by our lezzy ways are you?"
"Naw, the first two years in school, my roomy was only into girls. She taught me all about girl lovin.' The other girls in the dorm taught me all about guy lovin.' I like both, but I don't like how guys can shit all over you."
Gladys said, "How so, Tess, or would you rather be Gerry outside the club?"
"Either. Tess fits me, and Gerry has always been fun. My real name is Geraldine, believe it or not. My folks were very much real Texas country people."
"So tell us about why you're off guys," Candy said. "Tell us a little about yourself, Gerry."
"My story is easy, I was born in a small hospital near Dumas up in northern Texas to a young couple who were farming or ranching a couple of sections with some other people. They had some cattle and also grew sugar beets, a big crop around that part of Texas. Dad was killed when I was ten; a tractor turned over on him and Mom died a few years later of cancer. My grandma, who had a farm near Dumas, kept me until I went off to West Texas A&M, in Canyon, Texas. She just passed away, so I only have some scattered aunts and uncles and a few cousins. Well, I spent three years in school, bored out of my mind. I should have taken more interesting courses, but since I was on the volleyball team on scholarship, I had to take a bunch of Physical Ed courses, along with metallurgy and geology. I went to summer school and only need eight hours to graduate. Anyway, this summer, I met this guy that was really slick. A good looking guy that could talk a nun out of her panties. We had been fooling around for a month or so, when he asked me to come to Florida because he had an opportunity to go into business down here with a buddy of his."
"As soon as we got here, the guy upped the ante by wanting to swing with his buddy and his buddy's girl. Again, that wasn't bad and he was a smooth talker. After a week of non-stop sex with the four of us, the two guys said, that us two girls needed to go out and make some money. They said they had some dates lined up for us, and we would only have to have about five or six dates a week, so we could all live high on the hog."
"As soon as I said no way, I was on my ass. The asshole slapped me hard enough to knock me down. The other girl didn't think dating for a living was bad and they took off to take her to meet her date. I walked out of the place with my clothes and began driving around. I spent a couple of nights in my car while trying to find a job and then applied at the Mons. So you see, it's a pretty simple story."
Misty came over to me and gave me a hug. "Guys can really take advantage of us if we let them. I know I was talked into working as an escort for a while. When I saw all the money I was making go up in smoke, or up my guy's nose, I said enough and split. Candy had it worse. Tell her, Candy."
Candy looked a little morose. "I'm a little ashamed of some of the stuff I've done. In a way, I'm lucky to still be healthy and really just to be alive. You see, I liked to smoke in high school. I would do almost anything for pot back then. The next thing was coke. I would snort it, but never did smoke it. Anyway, I fucked my way through the allowance of almost every guy I knew. If they would buy a dime bag, I would fuck their eyes out while higher than a kite. I'd give a blowjob for a snort or let a dozen guys shoot all over me for a bag. I'd do a triple play for day's worth of coke. I was a real coke whore."
"When I graduated from high school, the boys lost interest in supporting my habit. They could get pussy elsewhere. I began hanging out at some of the bars down in Ybor City with a fake ID, getting guys to buy me some booze and pot. Well, I found out that if I fucked a guy for a hundred, I could buy my own pot. If I fucked a guy for two hundred, I could buy my own coke. One of the guys I bought my dope from decided I should turn tricks for him and he would give me all the dope I could smoke or snort. I fucked everyone he wanted and stayed high until the cops raided the house and took him away. I was out in a car giving a blowjob when the cops came, so I didn't get caught. That scared the shit out of me."
The good looking brunette said, "That's when I went to one of those outreach places. They fed me, gave me a shower, some fresh clothes, and told me that if I would stay with them a month, they would have me tested and cleaned up if I had any STDs. I stayed because I was scared. I stayed because I kept thinking that I was going to end up like so many people I had heard of. I wanted some pot and/or coke, but wasn't so hooked that I was totally addicted. I was lucky. When I went to the county health clinic to be tested for HIV and any other diseases, I was standing there with a bunch of street hookers that smelled like cum and urine. They looked and smelled horrible. I was lucky again, I was somehow clean, no STDs. I stayed in the outreach house another month then got a job as a waitress in a small bar. I stayed clean and when I would go with a guy, no pot, no booze, and always a rubber. I was not going down that path again. I heard about dancing and began working at 2001 but they do more whorin' than dancing, ' so I moved down to the Mons. Now, I do go on some dates with a company Misty works with, but not many. I only do old guys and don't even hold them up. They have to be clean and have to use protection. They get their jollies and usually make sure I get mine. I'm saving up for my own flower shop. I should have enough in another year. So you see, like I said, I was lucky."
Candy said, "Gladys said you need a place to live. We know a couple of ex-dancers that live out here. They have a new double wide and are looking to rent their old place. Both of them get home late so let me call them to see what they might have."
Candy used her cell phone for a minute then said, "Star said for us to meet them at their old trailer. She said she has their old trailer plus a little one next door there for rent. We can walk over there. Star and DeDe are probably walking that way too. Put something on, Misty, and come too."
The four of us walked through the park to near a large building with a pool next to it. We came to a fairly large pink trailer and were met by two ladies in shorts and halters.
After some hugs between the two ladies and Candy and Misty, Candy said, "Star, DeDe, this is Gerry, or Tess, at work. She just started and is looking for a place. She could probably use a roommate if you know of someone."
The lady named Star said, "We don't have anyone looking for a roommate right now, but we do have a little trailer next door. When the couple decided to sell it because they were going to buy a bigger place for a permanent winter home, Star and I bought it. We're going to buy a few rentals to help our income."
Candy said, "Star and DeDe used to dance. Both used the money they made to get what they wanted. DeDe learned to fly so she could teach flying lessons. She's now the manager of a local air charter service and does teach. Star has done the same, but also got her MBA. She works out at the charter company and gives lessons too, but she's in charge of some kind of special tool catalogue for Steve Sharp's S&S Company."
Misty said, "S&S is for Sue and Steve, remember. Steve's wife has some of the biggest clothing manufacturing plants in Florida. The S&S is for Sue and Steve, or Steve and Sue. Wait till you meet Sue, wow, is she built. The lady has had like four kids and is really a knockout."
Candy said, "Steve's other wives aren't bad looking either. Mercy is really darling, then there is tall Kathy, and Juanita is really luscious looking."
I asked, "Do you know these people? They're kind of out of our realm aren't they?"
Star laughed, "You would think so, but if you move in, I'll take you down to meet them. They live in the park, but have a huge place. Everybody goes down there, especially on Friday night. You'll see, they're as common as grass."
DeDe said, "Let's look at the little place. It's furnished, and the former owners left cooking stuff, and even sheets and towels. Come on, let's take a look."
We walked into the small trailer that wasn't much larger than a travel trailer. It was nice and clean. The furniture looked older, but was still in decent condition. It was heavier, better quality than the usual cheap trailer house furniture. DeDe said, "You can have this for five hundred a month, including utilities. We want an extra five deposit and since it's the twentieth, you can have a free ten days. A grand will move you in."
I didn't even think about it, "I'll take it." I walked over to the table and got into my purse for the money I had already counted. I counted out a thousand dollars and handed it to DeDe.
Star said, "Let me run home and get a receipt for you with the rental agreement. We would like for you to give us a couple weeks notice when you leave, and of course, the rent by the last day of the month. I have to tell you, no dating out here. In other words, don't be turning any tricks in the trailer. If you want to date like that, do it outside the park."
"I'm not dating. I can make enough dancing. I'll probably work a lot of nights as that seems to be where the bigger money is, although I did do well today."
Gladys said, "I want you to work some days and when you start paying your fee, then you can work nights if you want. But before that you need to work days. You can work nights too, but I want to watch you for a week or so."
Star said, "If you're just getting started, listen to Gladys. She was dancing when DeDe and I started out. She gave us a lot of tips on how to make money. Do what she says and you won't go wrong. Don't be a stranger. DeDe and I will come by and take you down to Steve's and Sue's. Perhaps one of these mornings, you can come down for breakfast with us."
Candy said, "You'll have to go down there on Saturday or Sunday morning. The ladies wear some of the nastiest nighties you've ever seen. It's a hoot to see even the older ladies dressing sexy."
I said to DeDe and Star, "Can I move in tonight? I have everything I own in my car at Candy's and Misty's place."
Star said, "The place is yours, Honey, go get your stuff and move right in. Make yourself at home and enjoy yourself. So, do you have a TV?"
I answered, "No, no TV. I have a decent radio though."
DeDe said to Star, as much to me, "Well, that takes care of that old TV. We'll go get it when we get the receipt and set it up for you. Cable is part of the park rent, so you'll have some entertainment. If you want the internet, you have to buy that extra. There are a lot of people that have wireless routers out here so you might be able to get on the net if you have a computer."
"I have a laptop with a wireless card. That's how you get the internet in the dorms at school," I said, thinking that I haven't even checked my e-mail for almost a month.
Star gave me a couple of keys, so I said, "I'll leave the door open. I'll walk up and get my car and be right back. Thank you both for renting to me. This is like a fresh start for me."
DeDe gave me a hug and said, "Well, good luck to you, Honey. I hope you are as successful and Star and me."
I was smiling all the way back up to Candy's and Misty's. Gladys said, "Too bad you rented a place already. Thought you might stay and play with us three tonight."
I blushed, "Thanks, all of you. I really am tired and would really enjoy a good night's sleep, knowing I have a place to live and enough money to eat. We'll get together soon, I'm sure."
I drove back to the little trailer and parked in the little gravel driveway next to a concrete pad at the door of the trailer. This was a strange trailer as it didn't sit up high. There was only one step into the door. They must have dug out a hole for the wheels.
It only took about fifteen minutes to get all my clothes and the two boxes of stuff into my new place. I put everything away so it looked neat and was sitting at the table with my laptop, booting it up, when Star said, "Hello, we have a TV for you."
I opened the door and the two girls brought the old heavy twenty-five inch TV in and set it on the couch. DeDe went back out and brought in a TV stand. Star had the cable connected to the TV and plugged into the AC outlet in just a couple of seconds. They turned the TV on with a remote and said, "This has the converter box because it's an analog TV. The box has this neat remote. You get all the standard cable channels, but none of the optional sports or movie channels. You can get those, but then if you're like we were, you won't have time to watch them anyway."
DeDe said, "You might want to consider going over to the pool in the morning. That was one thing about this location. It's only a short way to the pool. Get some sun every morning and you'll feel a lot better. When you start working nights, get some sun when you wake up. It'll give you some color and make you love Florida."
Star was standing in front of me. She reached up and cupped her large breasts and said, "If you want to get some bigger boobs, let me know. We know a doc that loves to give girls big ones. He gives dancers a special deal. If you treat him nice, he gives you a set that will make you some money."
"So far the guys seem to like my smaller ones okay," I answered flipping the pointy tips of my nipples that were showing through my blouse. "I used to think I wanted bigger ones, but mine are so sensitive that I'm pretty happy with them just the way they are."
"Well, don't be a stranger. We'll try to introduce you around. If you want, I can come for you in the morning and take you over to the patio for breakfast. You can meet a lot of the people around here and meet some people that will show you around. This is as friendly a place as you want it to be. Want us to come by in the morning? About six or six-thirty?"
"Gee, that's early, but yeah, do that. I'll get up early. What should I wear?"
Star spread her arms out saying, "Shorts and a top. You know, Florida wear. And you don't have to apologize or be embarrassed for dancing. They know DeDe and I started there and you seem like you have your head on straight. You'll love the folks you meet."
DeDe said, "Come on, Star. It's after eleven. Let's get home to bed and let Gerry get to sleep too. She'll end up having to take a nap before work."
I was smiling when they took off, and I shut and locked the door. I checked the thermostat to see that it was set at seventy-seven. It seemed cool in the trailer, so I went to the bedroom and crashed.
Primary editing by Pepere