SEXIS WRONG

completely undressed and rub their hands over themselves
and play with their nipples and asshole; occasionally, guys
bring dildos in to use on themselves. Fabric fetishists bring
in fabric they like and either wear it or jerk off into a satin slip
or panties or something like that. Occasionally, I see coupledpartner
sexual activity. And I myself, I might add, have come
in as a customer with my part ner. We call it “entertaining the
troops” when we’re sexual together. The women tease us a
little bit and cluster around to see what we do. It’s always a
treat for me and a lot of the dancers when somebody is being
sexual in the booth with somebody else. It’s fun to see what
other people do.
Many customers show a great deal of interest in the
dancers’ genitalia. Why do you think there is such great
interest? ~ It’s forbidden, taboo. I think a lot of men, especially
older men, started out being sexual with women in
the dark, in cars, in bushes, underneath the football stadium,
wherever they could cop a feel, and never really got to see
except in those strange split-beaver pictures that even now,
no matter how many pussies you’ve seen, still look kind of
“Can I just look at your pussy? My
wife won’t let me look at her pussy.”
unreal. I had an old man, he must have been seventy-five,
one of the real grandpa guys who makes you go, “Is he still
pulling it out and doing that? Oh, isn’t that wonderful?” He
came in, and he didn’t want to pull it out. He said, “Can I just
look at your pussy? My wife won’t let me look at her pussy.”
This guy’s probably married to this woman for fifty years, and
she won’t let him look at her pussy. He just wants to see
what it is, how all the parts look together.
Guys come in and say, “Which part’s your clit?” I think part
of it is sex education; I really do. An eroticized, sort of nasty,
dirty sex education, like looking at those beaver shots. But it’s
about, “Now wait a minute—how’s this piece of me gonna
fit in there, exactly? Where does it go exactly when I stick it
in?” [Laughs.] It’s that as well as the mystical pussy, and the
dirty, forbidden pussy, and the pussy that you just want to
stare at while you think about a pussy that you miss. It’s all
of those things.
I love watching them pull their cocks out ’cause it’s the part
I wasn’t sup posed to look at. So it’s like, “Oh good, oooh,
this one looks different than the last one did.” I can get why
they want to look at pussies ’cause I feel the same way about
them.
What do the customers want you to do? ~ A little bit of
everything. There are gestures that they’re not supposed to
use. Occasionally, women will say, “You can’t tell us what to
do,” but I don’t care, personally. I think that’s either erotic or
neutral. I don’t mind doing anything if they’re not rude.
They want me to spread my lips, to turn over, bend over,
show them my ass hole. They want to look at all these little
parts close up, often jacking off furi ously while they do. They
want me to look at them, talk to them, kiss them, or pretend
I’m sucking them off. It’s always been just phenomenal to
me that the illusion of a blowjob was enough to pay money
for. I got sophisticated after a while and started sucking on
a dildo—without it I felt sort of like the fish in the aquarium,
make my mouth into an O and bob up and down. [Laughs.]
Men in the booth want me to talk about anything and everything.
One guy came in three or four times in one night, and
the first time he wanted me to be his aunt; the second time,
his Catholic school teacher; the third time, his mommy; then
he went back to auntie again. Another man wants me to pretend
to be his sister.
They want me to masturbate with dildos, occasionally use a
vibrator. They want me to stick things in my asshole and pee
in a cup, and a lot of them want me to tell them
how much I like it. And that’s easy for me, because
by and large I do. I say, “I do. I’m having
orgasms—what does it look like?” If they’ve
seen me squirt, they want to see me squirt again. They want
me to come right up to the glass and watch them squirt, to
be unabashedly interested in their cock, or they want me to
play along with funny games like telling them that their cock
is really big or really small. One guy likes to be told that his
cock is extremely short. He holds it into his body cavity a little
bit, and then at the last minute he pops it out, and it really isn’t
two inches long after all, and, oh, aren’t I surprised? I’m supposed
to be surprised every single time. [Laughs.] I wonder
where he eroticized that one, too. I wonder about these guys.
They’re like treats and enigmas and puzzles, trying to figure
out where things got erotic for them.
They want me to talk to them and do therapy and tell them
stories and make up lies and tell them the truth. And tell them
about when I first lost my vir ginity. And how often I like to
do it. One guy thought he was going to shock the hell out of
me when I asked, “Well, gee, what do you like to talk about?
What’s hot for you?” He said, “Dogs. Doing it with dogs.”
So I started talk ing about doing it with dogs, and he got out
of there really fast. [Laughs.] I don’t think he thought he was
going to get somebody to work with him on that one.
Just about anything that you can imagine that’s an erotic possibility,
somebody wants to see me do or talk about, which
is one of the absolute delights of it. I mean, if it was only one
thing all the time! Well, I suppose even orgasm would get
old, but it’s always something different, always some thing
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