I do love dancing. Its a wonderful feeling to let the music flow in to a body that responds with out hesitation. I tell a story and look out from another layer of myself. I never thought I would dance on a stage or have the sass to pull it off with confidence. I shoot out sparks sometimes...its so fun to project your energy and watch people wake up to it.
There is a new girl at the club. She is Lebanese and has a big love for cabaret and looks like Liza herself. So, we dress up in showgirl outfits and use canes and chairs...campy stuff. She is taking classes for pole dance and has some really elegant spins. I watch and pick up what I can. She is curvy and short and a little self conscious about her body. I love her for pushing through that and making herself do this. Last night she tells me, "This song feels so good to dance naked to!". That's my kind of girl...I have the same experience.
Dressing up is the the big thing at our particular hole in the wall and I love it! We often dance in pairs and we like to match the outfits to the song. Tell little stories or create a particular mood.

We get a lot of regulars...guys who come in for our company and the cheap beer. They ask questions and offer advice. We do the same...as it is a very low key environment and offers the opportunity for this. We dont do lap dances and there is no champagne room. Strictly tips from dancing and we dont pick money up off the floor. We engage with each person in the room after each round.
Its a peculiar place. Not your average strip joint, from what I hear anyway.
So, we are friends with these fellows. I worry about "him" if he doesnt show up for a couple weeks. Sometimes they bring us food and every once in a while, a present. They are our fans and I enjoy dancing for them as much as they like to watch. Its symbiotic and natural and very adult.