Reminiscences Of a Stripper

ISBN:9781386507994

It was back in 1964 when I decided to leave the Navy I was sent to Key West Florida to await the discharge papers. I was living way above what the Navy was paying. Renting ski boats 5 times a week and gas to keep them going. Staying on the border of being drunk and sober I was going broke fast. I met a fella that liked to buy drinks for me and Water ski. One day we stopped water skiing late and hit the showers. The beach was nearly deserted and when he came out he said he was going home because he was exhausted. I said, no drinks tonight? And he replied no he had some at home. I asked if he wanted to share and maybe I could crash there instead of returning to the base. To my amazement, he declined. I did not know if I just turned him off or he had other interests.

My discharge papers came through Sept 12th. Then I was faced with supporting myself with no Navy pay. I had separation pay and travel allowance. I knew that would not go that far.

I could go back to New York. I really did not want to. I was at the bar where my friend frequented and he asked me why the long face? I told him the two choices. He said he knew where I could get work if I wanted it really bad. He said buy a nice outfit and meet me here tomorrow and he gave me 40 dollars. I found a pretty skirt and a blouse and met him as he requested. He took me to this place and we went inside, the music was very loud and the girls were dancing in scanty outfits. We went into the office and he introduced me to this elderly woman. She looked me over and said raise your skirt so I can see your legs. I thought that was odd but I complied. She said to my friend she will do just fine. I will start her as a server and she can learn the ropes from there. I had a job, I was happy.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to an actual person’s, living or a dead or actual event is purely coincidental.

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