On The Pole
I’m not feeling sexy when I walk into where we all change. The place stinks of pussy – AND I MEAN STINKS. Already I both hate it and love it, because right now I am in that strange mid-ground where I don’t feel special and I don’t feel normal. Fortunately this only lasts for as long as I take my coat off and put my bag down. Then, I am transformed.
The club I work in only exists in the More