Stroking my ...ego

I went to the bar last night, as usual. It was a good thing I did 'cause I may have a job cleaning it and two other bars. More on this later.

The bar owner has a titty bar down the street from Jesters, and last night he brought the girls up to strip for the lesbians. Watching six 20+ year old girls simulate sex on stage is a big hit with them. While they were working the crowd pre-show, one pretty little lesbian dancer came over to me and danced, twisted, rubbed, handled, nibbled, pawed .........mmmmmm. I thought she was just working me for a dollar, but she asked me for a date after the show! I couldn't believe it. She thought I was one of the lesbians looking for a date. Me! Talk about an ego boost. Although it took me awhile to turn her down, I did. (something kept telling me I was married) I never did tell her I was trans, no need to unless your headed for bed. She stopped by my table and tried to get me to come with her again before she left, but no, I was a good girl. I'll probably never get an offer like that from another 21 yr old. ...sigh ...Damn conscience!

Stephanie