What’s up, dudes? Thanks for tuning in to Stripcast: True Stories From a Stripper With a PhD.
After a long absence from stripping—nearly a year--I recently did my first stripping gig: a private bachelor party in a cabin in the woods. What could go wrong?
Turns out, it was a great fucking experience with a great fucking audience, an experience that reminded me of all the feelings that kept bringing me back—the pleasure that kept drawing me in—the shit that I loved about that life: all of the wonderful things about stripping.
The weekend this bachelor party occurred, I just so happened to have some of my oldest, bestest girlfriends in town visiting me. I had the great fortune to take my three home girls with me to this bachelor party. They're going to throw their two cents in at the end--so hang around for that.