. please cage me .
She sat outside smoking her cigarette and talking on the phone about how some stupid bitch needed to die- how she would stab her in the gut, rip out her insides and lick the blood up off the floor. She's in her early thirties. PhD in Psychology specializing in sex offenders. We hit it off immediately. Not sure I have ever met a woman with a filthier mouth. We understand each other. We work well together. Violent strippers.
One difference between Portland and Austin strip clubs are the rules of touching. Portland is fully nude. No touching. Austin is topless. And although you're not supposed to touch- they do. Men and women. This is a weakness for me. I don't like being touched. Or touching for that matter. If I can't find a comfortable balance- I'll have to find another outlet.
I do, however, enjoy conversation with strangers. Especially in strip clubs- people are unusually honest and open about things. Note #1: Instead of watching for the men in suits or the men drinking liquor- watch the waitresses. Watch the ones who move the fastest across the floor. Who they're going to. Waitresses don't rush unless there is money to be made. Watch the waitresses. Note #2: Strippers want to sleep with me more than the men. Manager noticed how much attention I get- warned me that sleeping with all the girls in the club will force him to ban me from the club. Same punishment as if I were a guy. Not that I am interested in women anymore. But the women are too interested in me. Note #3: The sequel to Sin City is being filmed in Austin during the month of August. Keep your eye out for audition information. Robert Rodriquez and Quentin Tarantino are filming a new horror movie this Monday called Grind House at The Landing Strip. I go by Jynx at The Landing Strip.
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The boy with the snake is getting to me.
He let me into his home in the middle of the night.
He let me sleep next to him.
He doesn't realize...
I want him to cage me.
I want him to cage me.
I want him to cage me.
I know we want to be around each other
but I think we find the silence ackward.
I sense the discomfort is with ourselves.
Two wild ones all soft on each other.
It's just not right.
Snakes aren't affectionate.
He makes me weak.
I just want to share space.
I want his silence.
I want his presense.
I don't want to dream.
I don't want the lies.
I just want him to be familiar.
I miss him more than I'm allowed.
One difference between Portland and Austin strip clubs are the rules of touching. Portland is fully nude. No touching. Austin is topless. And although you're not supposed to touch- they do. Men and women. This is a weakness for me. I don't like being touched. Or touching for that matter. If I can't find a comfortable balance- I'll have to find another outlet.
I do, however, enjoy conversation with strangers. Especially in strip clubs- people are unusually honest and open about things. Note #1: Instead of watching for the men in suits or the men drinking liquor- watch the waitresses. Watch the ones who move the fastest across the floor. Who they're going to. Waitresses don't rush unless there is money to be made. Watch the waitresses. Note #2: Strippers want to sleep with me more than the men. Manager noticed how much attention I get- warned me that sleeping with all the girls in the club will force him to ban me from the club. Same punishment as if I were a guy. Not that I am interested in women anymore. But the women are too interested in me. Note #3: The sequel to Sin City is being filmed in Austin during the month of August. Keep your eye out for audition information. Robert Rodriquez and Quentin Tarantino are filming a new horror movie this Monday called Grind House at The Landing Strip. I go by Jynx at The Landing Strip.
______________________________
The boy with the snake is getting to me.
He let me into his home in the middle of the night.
He let me sleep next to him.
He doesn't realize...
I want him to cage me.
I want him to cage me.
I want him to cage me.
I know we want to be around each other
but I think we find the silence ackward.
I sense the discomfort is with ourselves.
Two wild ones all soft on each other.
It's just not right.
Snakes aren't affectionate.
He makes me weak.
I just want to share space.
I want his silence.
I want his presense.
I don't want to dream.
I don't want the lies.
I just want him to be familiar.
I miss him more than I'm allowed.