So you got a stripper�s phone number, huh? Called her up and chatted about this and that and had a nice little conversation with her, huh? What�s her name? Sophie? Call / SMS Stripper 0481-071-263 Going out with her for lunch eh? Very Nice. Here are a few tips � because dating a stripper is a hazardous affair and the only thing you�re going to get out of this insane ride are bragging rights for the rest of your life. A few fun evenings out on the town with a little hottie on your arm? Sex? Free passes to the Titty Bar? She meets 50 guys a night who are potential dates, so she�s just playing the odds with you. She�s thinking she just might meet someone who can handle her, but no one can. Trust me. No one can handle her. You�ll never change her or pull her out of adult entertainment. Remember that and keep your eyes on the prize. 1. You�re not Special. You�re one of 18 guys she�s juggling right now, and one of a hundred who witness her naked glory every night. It�s her job to make guys feel like they�re the only one she�s interested in. She gets paid handsomely for that skill. That sultry stare she�s giving you across the dinner table with those piercing green eyes is the same look that forces 75 men-a-night to fumble for their wallets and jam fistfuls of green into her G-string even though they�re six months behind on child support. 2. She makes more money than you. Get used to it. Keep in mind that she pulls down more than most corporate lawyers (who also represent a large portion of her clientele). She�s getting 2-5K a week tax-free, and you shouldn�t expect her to pay for anything. It�s not in her nature. Guys fawn all over her every single night and offer her stacks of crisp Benjamins in an effort to get their knobs slobbered on in the parking lot behind the club (something she�ll claim she�s never done, but the other girls at the club have � right � she�s done it at least once). 3. If you get emotionally involved with this girl, you�re in for a hurricane of pain. Your future with this chick: broken dates, shattered windows, holes punched in doors, a slew of ex-boyfriends and husbands, a thousand friends calling all the time, an encyclopedia of restraining orders she has out on said exes and a couple customers who stalked her for six months. Her apartment is littered with soggy G-strings and cheap 8-inch heeled shoes, along with empty tubes of body glitter, mascara, prescription drugs, zit cream. The pictures of her and her stripper friends getting raunchy for the entire bar are still circulating around Sydney because one of the guys she dated last month copied her hard drive & hacked her phone when he sensed the end was near and he wasn�t going to be getting any more Sophie Love. 3. She has more guy friends than you had all throughout high school and uni, collectively. Sometimes they�ll just drop in when you two are hanging out and you�re thinking it might get romantic. The guy friend will ask her � right in front of you � if she wants to go to Happy Hour and she�ll look at you with bright eyes and say, Yeah � let�s go to Happy Hour with Tim here � it�ll befun! And you, still gripping on to that glimmer of hope for some pussy, will say yes and you�ll spend the next three hours in a rage, because she�s the most popular girl in the bar and every person with a penis in there is looking to hop on the Stripper wagon. All of those guy friends started out just like you, chief. They saw the Promised hot ass Land and thought they could get there, too. Once they tired of the bullshit and drama, or she found someone else, they were relegated to friends. 4. Her life is a flurry of activity selected at random.This stimulates her sub-par self-esteem. At 10am she will be rocketing down the highway at 150km on the back of some guy�s crotch rocket. By 1pm she�s already at some different guy�s house, swimming naked in the pool with him and his Great Dane named Robo. By 5pm she�s doing X at some other guy�s house, and from there she goes home for the five-minute shower and gets ready for work. 5. She�ll blow you off for three dates in a row. When you keep calling, she knows she has you. That Saturday night dinner and special room you�ve secured at the fucking Hilton on George will be vaporized after she tells you she�s going to Melbourne with some of her friends. Her whimsical trip to Melbourne will forever after be known as Chapel Street Orgy 2016, and you�ll likely come across some digital pix of her fellating two guys on Grey st, St Kilda while you�re scanning some amateur porn site on the Net. It�s a crazy affair, for sure, but just remember these do�s and don�ts and you�ll be fine: DON�T ever call her and not announce your name. Her phone rings more than all of the lines at RACV call centre combined. Don�t put her in the precarious position of trying to guess your name. Is it Steve? Rick? Mike? Dave? Javier? Justin? Michael? Chris? Matt? Juan? Adam? Alex? Roberto? Ed? Brian? Eugene? Tim? She�ll make it quite clear that she has many suitors, which excites her to no end, and puts you in a bottle of bourbon all alone by 9pm that night. Try to sound upbeat: Hi Sophie, this is Greg, I was just walking through Tiffany�s, looking at a $900 sterling-silver ashtray and thought of you. (She smokes. They all smoke. She�d gush over an ashtray from Tiffany�s. Don�t buy it, though. Make her think you would�ve bought it for her, if only there was a rose engraved on it.) DON�T ask her about her fucking tattoos unless you want to look like one of her customers. DON�T go see her at her job unless it�s absolutely necessary. A necessity would be getting her apartment key so you can go feed her cat. If you get to that point, FYI, you�re now one of her friends, and you can wrap up the sexual fantasies you have of her by beating off right on her pillow after you throw the cat some Meow Mix. DON�T try to keep up with her. Don�t skip work to spend the day with her. She works nights and you work days. Keep your job. Her days are spent in illegal tanning booths, outdoor caf�s where her and her stripper friends eat poached salmon salads with dressing on the side. DO carry lots of hundreds in a money clip. Make sure she sees you strip off the bills when the dinner bi comes. Or better yet, whip out the Corporate Amex and toss it on the table like you�re folding a bad poker hand. Clasp your hands behind your head and lean back into your chair after you make the Amex toss, as if to say, See that? Unlimited credit, baby. DO kiss her on the cheek when she shows up at your place for the nice dinner you�re going to cook her, and knock her fishnets off with your ability to handle the cuisine and wine. At some early point in the evening though, you�re going to have to find her mobile in her purse and steal the battery out of it, because that thing will ring incessantly and she will eventually find something or someone better to do. Pull the battery or she�s going to get some call at midnight, when you�ve got the Miles Davis playing lightly in the background, and the candles illuminating the room in a soft glow and you think you�re about to storm the beach. This call will undoubtedly be from one of her friends who is going to an after-hours party at some bar and all of the sudden she�ll squeal with delight and jot down the address on her hand and say to you, Let�s go to Love Machine with John and Kevin! DO remember this: strippers are fucked up. They�re a bad lot to hang out with, because there�s so much freedom and money in Stripperville. They�ve got it all and they don�t need you or anyone else.All they need is their Xanax and Grey Goose on the rocks and their job. Yeah � the job. That�s what fuels the lifestyle and you�re never going to pry her from it. Don�t even suggest it. If your goal from the aforementioned list is sex, you need to understand that it�s going to take at least five dates. At least. While that fine body, devoid of tan lines, might fuel you to the fifth date, I�d recommend looking into escort services in your area. With an escort, you�re getting what you want right off the bat, and it�ll likely cost you half of what a stripper will. Or Hire Escort Stripper Sophie. Call / SMS Stripper 0481-071-263 Incall or outcall Melb CBD. Bisexual 25 y.o. long silky Brunette Slim Size 8 ex stripper now escort Girlfriend experience 500 plus 100 natural oral Porn star experience 700 plus 100 natural oral includes anal