Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Participation in Amateur Night

Among the wild escapades of the Chili Dog Sisters (an anti-sorority group) at Empty Ess You was our participation in Amateur Night at a strip club near the Tennessee - Alabama border.

We were bored.  Too jaded to find the malls at Franklin or Nashville to be appealing, and Murfreesboro can drag at times.  So we went one June down to Pulaski, TN to see a religious singing, which was different but did not have a long draw on our attention spans. 

Finally, it was Deena who suggested that we visit one of the state line strip clubs, just to see what it was like.  We were, like, desperate for something to do.

When we got there, there was a sign for Amateur Night, with promise of a $500 prize for the winner.  There was a fair number of locals, and a few truckers needing a break from I-65, which is the Most Boring Highway in America.

I don't know who suggested it, but several of us tried our hand at stripping, mostly wearing what we came in with.  However, there were a few old strippers' outfits that some participants had use in the past.  Frankly, it seemed kind of gross to wear someone else's panties, so I went with my own.

The audience was encouraging: each bump and grind drew whistles and applause, as did the unbuttoning of each button.  If you must know, I did remove my bra; and I untied my bikini panties and let them loosely dangle while I kept from being completely bare.  It was enough for the audience; even though we had been told that we would get booed if we didn't go all the way.  Actually, the audience seemed to be supportive of amateurs.

Did I feel any remorse the next day?  No, as a matter of fact, I even looked into getting some nice costume materials for a repeat performance and got a skimpy purple bikini with a teeny yellow microbikini  top to go underneath.

One of the further consequences of our sojourn to the strip club's amateur night was that we seemed to be bonded together more strongly.


11 comments:

  1. Nice story! I worked as a mixologist in a gentlemens' club for a while after Katrina. It was not unpleasant; the dancers were friendly.

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  2. Sisterhood! You really oughtra check out my little Hawaii novel for my experiences in this area :-)


    Aloha, Sis

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  3. Dammit! I always show up on the wrong night!

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  4. AND on this posts of all posts you fail to post pictures....

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  5. Pictures sure would have been welcome!

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  6. Mike, I did not win; I just had fun. One of my friends did. She was a far better dancer than me.

    Pictures would have come out poorly in the Boobie Bungalow, Mark and Crapaud.

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  7. Amateur nights at atrip clubs are the best! I'm glad you enjoyed your debute, Heidi!

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  8. I would love to do that at least once!

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  9. I have just installed iStripper, and now I can watch the sexiest virtual strippers strip-tease on my taskbar.

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