
I was feeling pretty
depressed since the firing and I was having problems finding
work anywhere else. I applied for a dishwashing job at the
Lyons restaurant. When I got to the restaurant, there was a
long line of a few hundred people. A thousand people applied
for the job, -- that is how bad the economy was.
Mark Ludwig & Rock come
into the gym yelling, “Hey Vinny! I looked up from the
Preacher bench as I was in the middle of a set, & waited for
them to tell me what they wanted to tell me.
Rock said, “We found
jobs for you, me & Mark!” I was immediately attentive.
I asked Mark & Rock,
“Where at?”
Mark said, “There is a
teen club called the Outer Limits, -- it is right outside of
the city limits of Springfield.
Rock said, “The owner
is allowed to convert it into a strip club on Saturdays &
Sundays.” “Saturday nights is set up for male strippers &
Sunday nights for female strippers.
I looked at Rock
disbelieving, trying to erase the picture of him swaying his
280 pound body provocatively in a G-string in front of
hordes of blue-haired old ladies.
I asked, “You are going
for a job as a male stripper?” Everyone in the gym men &
women alike were hooting & hollering, except for Neo.
Rock said, “No Mark got
a job as a male stripper -- you & I are going to be
bouncers.
Being naďve, I said,
“Bouncers, why do they need bouncers?”
Mark said, “Because the
men can get out of hand with the ladies, & you will be there
to make sure to keep their hands off of the ladies & to keep
the peace.” He said, “A lot of the guys are rough & tumble
loggers & ranch hands?
I said, Oh great, how
much do they pay?”
Rock said, ‘Twenty-five
dollars a night” “Holy Jesus!”,
I said. That’s peanuts
for that kind of work!”, I added. I said, “Oh well, I got to
eat & pay the bills, do they have a dental plan?”
Neo & the other members
of the gym got a real yuk from that”
Neo said, “Who knows,
after a year of bouncing you may not need a dental plan.”
A new guy named Dennis was a
bouncer at the “Lost Dutchman Lounge”, he said, “With any
luck you may not need a medical plan either.”, then he lifts
up his shirt to show an ugly knife wound that started from
the front of his abdomen towards the back of his kidney.”
I cried out, “Sweet
Jesus!”, “They got some rough guys that hang out in that
joint.” Dennis said, “Oh that little memento was from some
petite little lady I was trying to save from getting her ass
kicked. He said, “It turns out that the guy that was
smashing her face in had been dating her on & off, he just
got out of prison for beating one of her small children, &
he came hunting her down because he found out that she was
dating other guys.”, “He figured that he could show her that
he loved her & that it hurt him to see her with other guys
by beating her up.”
Dennis went on, Yeah,
He screamed the whole time that he was smashing her face in
, calling her a whore & how can you do this to me when I
love you, -- weird shit like that.” Dennis said, “All I did
was restrain him, nothing more & she got me with a big
friggin knife she had in her purse.” Dennis said, “I was
laid up for quite awhile unable to support my family & since
I was taking money under the table, I couldn’t get workman’s
compensation. He said, “Just remember, --always watch your
back!”
Neo said, “And your
front!”
I said to Rock & Mark,
“I don’t think that twenty five dollars is worth a
stabbing.”
Mark said, “Twenty-five
dollars is the minimum, - they girls always give a
percentage of their tips, you can make double that at the
end of the night, & believe me there are lots of other
perks.” Mark gives a big smile & wink as he shared this last
piece of info.
Rock said, “Hey, I
can’t get involved with anything like that, I’m a married
man.
I said, “Yeah but I’m
single, but I have one more question.”
Mark said, “Yeah?”
I said, “Why do they
need bouncers on the night that the men are dancing, do they
have both men & women watching both nights?”
Marks said, “Nah, it’s
just that a lot of women who come in to watch the men dance
have very jealous husbands & boyfriends waiting outside in
the parking lot to beat them up or to beat up on the male
dancers, & sometimes they rush past the door to attack you
and their woman.”
Mark recruited a few
other young guys to visit the owner to try out for the
position of exotic dancer. Suddenly Mark looks over at Neo &
says, “Hey Neo, you should try out for dancer, you would
knock the older ladies dead with the way you look.”
One of the younger
girls in the gym said, ‘Not just the older ladies.”, she &
her friends laugh knowingly.”
Mark said, “Everyone
knows how you like to constantly work at different jobs,
‘for the experience” “Now you have an excuse to finally show
your body.”
Everyone in the gym was
thinking about that, because everyone was curious about how
Neo would look in shorts & a tank top.
Neo just smiled & said,
“I don’t think that dancing & taking my clothes off in front
of strange women will help me with my spiritual
development.”
This statement got more
than a handful of snickers.
Neo started to kid &
said, “I’m just a romantic I hoping for a woman who is
strong enough to sweep me off my feet.”
Angela yells out, “Here
I am lover!!”
Neo laughed & said, “Aw
yer just a sweet talking Shelia!”
Rock said, “We got to
go see the owner after you close the gym.”
The three of us went
over to the ‘Outer Limits” club to meet the owner. He was
delighted to see Rock apply for the position or bouncer & he
had already picked Mark for one of the dancers.
He looked at me & said,
“Great, you will be just what the older women want to see!”
I said ‘Excuse me, I
was only twenty six & I was wondering why older women wanted
to see a bouncer my age.”
He said, “You are
applying for to be a dancer right?”
I said, “No, I am here
for one of the bouncing jobs.”
He said, “You’re a
little small for the job aren’t you?”
I agreed that I was a
small guy, but I was willing to do what it takes to be a
good bouncer.’
Rock said, “Vinny owns
the new gym in town & he may not look like it by he is
stronger than me & I have been teaching him how to box.”
The owner said, “Fine,
we will have him bounce the nights that the women dance, but
I want him to dance on the nights that the men are on
stage.”
I said, “I don’t know
anything about dancing & taking my clothes in front of an
audience.” I was thinking about the Chip & Dales guys, & I
knew I was not at that caliber, nor were any of the other
guys waiting to audition for the positions.” I figured we
would be more like Chip & Putt.
The owner said, “Look,
there is nothing to it really, you have a song that you like
something upbeat, you smile at the women, show your muscles,
mover your hips & make a show of taking your close off.”
I said, ‘I don’t know,
I am not comfortable with doing that.”
The owner said, “It
pays twice as much as bouncing & the women tip very well,
not to mention all of the phone numbers & presents that they
will put in your G-string.”
I said, “Double huh?”
“Okay I’m in.”
He said, Mark will show
you to get ready & perhaps help you pick out music & dance.”
He said, “We are going to give you the stage name of Mr.
Muscles.”
I thought, “How corny
can this get?”
The next day I was so
nervous that I decided to buy a bottle of courage, called
Night Train. I thought if I could get drunk I could go
through with it.
I drank the whole
bottle before I got to the club. I was so nervous that I did
not get the benefit of tying on a drunk. Instead I suffered
from the most horrendous headache. Nothing in my life had
prepared me for what was going to happen. When I got on
stage & saw that there were several hundred women. I had to
go down the stage runway & on each side of the runway were
long banquet tables three deep & there were several rows of
these. I had to go out on to these table & dance, spin, kick
& gyrated.
In my minds eye I could
see me miming Natalie Wood in the movie Gypsy singing “Let
me entertain you, let me make you smile.” My headache was
pounding. The women went absolutely wild & they were tearing
at my clothes. I went on to one table & then I looked down
to see several of the women in some of my classes at Lane
Community College, one of them was a really hot young single
mother by the name of Sandy Buckman, I secretly had the hots
for her, & then there were the other girls that I had
classes with.
I was mortified, & they
loved it. They got off on jamming money down my G-string &
demanding a kiss from me. That I did not mind. I also saw
Brandy, a woman who was to become my future significant
other. She was the girl who took my Zoology book when I
crashed & snored at her table.
Numerous women would
jump up on the stage & jump up on me grinding with their
legs wrapped around my hips & their tongues halfway down my
throat. While the first beautiful woman did that, I thought
with mock outrage, if she doesn’t cut this out, I am going
to get really mad in about twenty minutes or so.
The first night I made
a hundred dollars & a dozen phone numbers & offers for
dinner & sex after work. I was pinching myself to check if I
was dreaming. In a way my wildest fantasies had come true. I
was like a kid in a candy store & I was given the keys to go
in & glut myself whenever I wanted.
During the next several
weeks my business picked up, several of the female & male
dancers had joined the gym to improve the look of their
bodies for the stage. The only stage name that I remember
was a guy called the Latin Lover. He was a slender good
looking kid & he wanted to put some muscle on his slender
frame. Some of the other male dancers wanted to put on
enough muscle to look like Mark. Mark had a very Tarzanian
build, --very ripped & very strong looking. Mark loved doing
sit ups in front of the mirror on the incline sit up bench.
He was very vain & we all joked that he was able to do so
many sit ups per set because the motivation to reach the
upright sitting position from the starting position so he
could see his beautiful body all contracted & sculpted
reflected back to him.
That may sound like a
exaggeration, but it’s not. Some of the male dancers had the
frames that showed great promise of future body builders,
but all of them needed a lot of work. These guys had very
handsome faces but they were at the gym because many of the
female fans loyal to them told them that they would look
much better if their bodies could look like mine or Marks.
To be frank I had the
most average face & my body compared to Mark’s was in my
opinion not as aesthetically pleasing. Sure I was a bit
stocker looking & it appeared that I was even stockier than
I was in comparison to Mark only because I was shorter. By
comparison Mark’s body was much more defined & more sculpted
looking. The reason why I was a big hit at this club was
because at twenty six years of age I was the old & mature
man of the group. Mark was the second oldest at twenty, &
the other guys were just eighteen. Another reason I was a
hit was because some of the women thought that my Philly
accent sound neat, sort of like Sylvester Stallone, “Hey, yo,
yo, ya know wat I mean?”
Finally, a lot of the
women were put off in some ways by the other dancers because
these young guys were drunk with the power, (I was too but I
knew how to handle my women!). All of the other dancers use
to strut & preen about like a flock of peacocks or dandies
-- women just knew that these guys thought they were gods
gift to all they surveyed. I loved to hang out & chat with
the women after the show regardless if I was interested in
sex with them or not. I just love women!
Both Harry & Larry
liked to hang out at the club the nights that the men
danced. They talked Rock into introducing them to the owner
& they convince the owner that they would help out if any
disgruntled boyfriends and husbands hanging around outside
made a nuisance of themselves, -- free of charge. They
wanted to do this because they would pick up on the overflow
of horny women that were unable to hook up with a dancer, &
to be honest both Harry & Larry were very handsome, young
men of the world so it was double attractive for the women
to take their consolation prize. Since they were both in
committed relationships, (As far as their girlfriends were
concerned), I hated to see them in the club scarfing up on
the overflow. They would always have some story to give to
their ladies. They learned long ago not to include me in any
of their alibis. Their were other guys who use to be in the
club besides the main bouncers, these guys were friends of
the owners & they were there for the same reason as Harry &
Larry.
Rock was different,
Rock was a class act, he had more women hitting on him than
all of the other bouncers & hangers combined. Rock would
stand there towering over the women clasping one ten inch
wrist with his massive meat hook hanging on the opposite
tree trunk arm & looked down at the ladies who were using a
variety of methods to let him know that they wanted his
seed. He would stand there smiling & more often than not his
rumbling Minotaur laugh would rise up & sound as if it came
from bottom of a very large rain barrel. Essentially he
would graciously tell the ladies that he was flattered &
that if he was not in love & committed to his woman, he
would take them up on their offer of them submitting
themselves to his primal passions & the acceptance of his
coveted seed, (My words not his).