Mothers Day

A guy comes in with his mom on Mothers Day evening and drools over the stripper currently in the club, TFB. He is loud, a bit drunk, but seems like a nice enough guy. His mother is a demure, very kind lady who just really seems like my kind of people. We hang a bit at the bar chatting and then he continues to be infatuated with the stripper. He figures out that he can have the stripper for a "VIP" for the paltry sum of $240 ish.  

Before i know whats going on he is off to the VIP room with the stripper and his mother is paying for his "dance."

They run to the back and get busy while his mother and I chat. She is charming, from the left coast and in the IT field. While they are back there his mother asks me the original sex of the stripper. If they had questions initially i think they should have been asked up front rather than after the fact. The mother asks something along the lines of "I didn't just pay for my son to get a blow job from a man did i?" What am i to say? This puts me in an extremely awkward situation. She notices my discomfort and laughs it off stating "Well it will teach him some humility!" What a gem!

After all is said and done the son comes out and is grilling me as to whether or not the stripper is or was a man originally... I state we have all types that work in the club and since i have no intimate knowledge of any person that works in the club i cant tell. This is a fact, i know what people say, i know what people think, but i honestly can not 100% know for sure the past or present gender of any person working in the club as a dancer. The dancer tells the son that she was born with both sexes.  The son says well it doesn't really matter he would do her again.

You can tell he is never quite sure and gets more agitated as his time in the bar progresses. His mother tries to control him, eventually our conversation over life and computers is cut short as she must remove her unruly child from my establishment before he is forced to spend a night in OPP.

He asked me if he is now considered a fag, i stated and gave him the easy way out. "Did you go there with intent to have sex with a guy? Did you think it was a guy? Did you want it to be a guy? If you answered no to all these questions then NO you aren't gay." If you answered yes, maybe you are gay or bi... Who am i to Judge?

Although she was a doll he was a bit of an asshole by the end of the night taking liberties with peoples personal space and telling me he should come over the bar and kick my ass. At one point he tried to shove his fingers in my nose asking me if they smelled like pussy. He said he has been in many prisons before and is returning soon. Tis a pity but with his deteriorating behaviour after he rushed to do the deed ignoring his better judgment how is it my fault? It isn't. So gentlemen, young and old, don't be a total fucking moron if you think a female in a strip bar in New Orleans is male, chances are they either are or were at some point if you don't wanna go there, then DON'T. If you ignore your better judgment and do it anyway, you are at fault and to blame no one else is. So pull up your big boy panties and deal with it!

Till next time, PEACE