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13 April 2010 @ 05:25 pm
So I started working as a stripper again. I've been at it for almost a month now and I'm already a top earner so hooray? Granted, it's not that much :/ But whatevah. It's a living.

I'm cultivating a small fanbase and the people who end up seeing me are either migrant workers from mexico, guatemala, brainiac doctors/techies from India or really really sweet guys who didn't frequent strip clubs until they met me.

My one favorite is a Danish guy who lives alone. Really handsome and he visits me every week :) He's so sweet it makes me wanna cry. AGH. I feel like he needs a family or something.

Anyhow, I need to diversify my wardrobe. I really want a schoolgirl uniform because everyone keeps on saying I look so young (Um, some dude asked me what high school I go to during a lapdance). I also want one because of the geeks who flock to me. Seifuku anyone?
So yeah, not sure which to get.

There's this one, which is pretty traditional:
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and then there is this one, which seems to have a shorter top:
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...then there is this one which is just really freaking cute:
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and then there is this one which is probably more western...

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sigh. so many decisions ;)
 
 
Depends on the Job
23 March 2010 @ 12:56 am
...sometimes i feel like I'm getting fucked by my tampon.
How arousing.
 
 
Depends on the Job
11 March 2010 @ 02:27 am
So I've finally gotten serious about my boobs. I've always wanted to have some and since I wasn't particularly blessed with them, I've set a goal...


Create the Perfect Girl at MyFreeImplants.com

Create The Perfect Girl at MyFreeImplants.com!



I can't help it. I love huge boobs. I love the idea of "growing bigger" in a creepy breast expansion sort of way. Whenever I have sex or play with myself, I fantasize about having a nice rack and it gets me SO wet.

So yeah. It's nothing that will kill me or make me terribly upset if i dont have it (Im fine with having almost no boob now, I really am, i just want to upgrade ;) ) and at the rate its going it's going to be a LONG time ($35 in a week. eiw). So why don't you help a beautiful girl get even more sultry? ;)
 
 
Depends on the Job
01 March 2010 @ 01:10 pm
I love it when a former contact from craigslist or whatever gets a facebook and imports his contacts from his email account. Do you REALLY want someone you paid for some discrete (did you know you can't include that word in cl ads?) domination on there with your aunts and old college buddies? Really?

...I mean, if you can refer some business to me, it just might work, otherwise...lol.
 
 
Depends on the Job
27 February 2010 @ 02:43 pm
So, when discussing a panty transaction some guy and I agreed to meet at the mall. He asked what I'm driving...

we're meeting at a megamall. It doesn't matter. I'll be driving my god damn Maserati.


In other news, someone wanted me to shit on the underwear for them today.

I love my life, if I told anyone "I sold my underwear for 32+ times more than I paid for them!" (even just the I sold my underwear part) they wouldn't know whether or not to take me seriously.


edited to update:
The guy now wants to buy my poop too. I've never done anything scatty before in my life.
Pooping a box is so...pink flamingos. I love it.
 
 
 
Depends on the Job
25 February 2010 @ 04:35 pm
Had my first successful panty run today. No one shaped up for last night but I have a pair on hold for a friendly gentleman for this weekend.


Mr. Mole, he looked like a cartoon mole, seemed very nervous. We got to the Panera I agreed to meet him at and he was... already waiting in the hallway where I suggested we do the switch. Way to not grab attention, creepy loitering, nervous man. It's busier than I expect and I say, well let's get down to it. A toilet flushes. Well shit. I suggest we wait til the pooper leaves and then he says the mens room is empty.
Sexcellent.
I suggest we go in there.
He goes into a stall and I'm like, wtf dude, this is gonna be quick.
I ask him for the money, he stares at me blankly, then snaps back into it. I wiggle out of them, hand them over and trot off to buy myself coffee.

quick and painless.

unfortunately he shuffled in and out of the panera very suspiciously which cut my lunch short and relocated it to chipotle.


I have had a tinge of artistic inspiration through all of this rif raf though. A lot of men are asking for...just a little bit extra.As I have a boyfriend now (say it isn't so, right?) I tell them to fuck off or ignore them (to which they dont get the damn picture). This has inspired me to write a haiku:


Oh panty buyers,
When you ask me for hand jobs,
I run like cockroach



The grammatical questionability of the last line goes with my persona of poor little foreign girl. hooray.
 
 
Current Location: Starbucks
 
 
Depends on the Job
24 February 2010 @ 08:15 am
I don't know where along the lines of "Sure I'll sell you my dirty panties." That you got "Sure, a footjob sounds great."
That's way too much effort on my part, dude.


Just buy the dirty laundry, man.
Maybe I'll let you know when I'm letting people sniff and lick my feet again.
 
 
Depends on the Job
03 November 2009 @ 04:20 am
And if you have friended me... this is for you:
LEAVE A COMMENT SO I CAN KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU'RE UP TO

Plus you never know what kind of good shit you can get in on ;)
 
 
Depends on the Job
03 November 2009 @ 04:15 am
So, the stripping thing didn't start because I got my period/felt like shit, had a week of gigs, got the flu. Imagine that!
HOWEVER I will be pro domming again, as well as doing the occasional phone sex and possible webcam stint. Oh and sex shows, of course.
It'll be nice to be back in my element again.
If you want to try to set anything up, just shoot me a message or a comment here ;) It'll be a deviously fun time, I assure you.
 
 
Depends on the Job
09 October 2009 @ 02:00 am
Going to resort to stripping now. Have my first audition tomorrow, HOPE I GET IT and that 12 hours from now I'll have a "job". I think I might be too fat for this club though. I'm going to hope I get a good song and that my dance training will guide me through.

Luckily I have the footwear and wardrobe for it.