Victor Freud wrote:Emilie wrote:"Sure if you want." She replied after taking a long swig of her drink.
"You ever been to this sorta place before?"
"Nope." Victor popped the "p" in the word as he spoke it. "And I never really wanted to go to one before. But I thought maybe I might just have the wrong idea about them, which is why I was curious how much you enjoyed your time time spent in one."
"It depends on what your ideas were.
If your idea of the strip club was that it was a dirty, dingy place full of perverts looking to exploit women, then that's not entirely true. The place is meant to be Disneyland for bodies, and the club operators who take their jobs seriously know that for many, park upkeep helps maintain the fantasy. Many of them are incredibly well managed and cleaner than one would expect because of this.
On the topic of the workers, like any workplace, how harmful the clientele are to the dancers frequently correlates to the management and how seriously they take the safety of their staff.
If your idea of the strip club is that even the most gilded rose of a fantasy can still be a lonely place to exist, you'd be closer to the mark. Just like a hospital exists for the sick, a strip club exists to serve a purpose: to fill the void of lacking companionship. Of course, the clientele would never admit to it. The most bravado of them will tell you they 'just want to see some tiddies'. But I would argue they dont understand enough about the psychology of the human need for social interaction. I would also so those are the sort of skeevy fucks that need to be kicked out."