Summer 1998 PartyDancersUSA was starting to really take off. The phone was starting to ring regularly and we had a full crew of dancers male and female. PartyDancersUSA Exotic Dancers was gonna do great things.
Yes back then PD had a full stable of the best male dancers in Maine. Including yours truly. I started dancing for two reasons. First I wanted to know what dancers went through. Secondly I needed to keep this new business afloat. Was I any good? I worked for 3 years and did over 275 shows total including parties and Male Revues alongside some real pros. I learned a lot, lets leave it at that.
Obviously my female friends where I wet my whistle knew of my new business and when one of them wanted a show I of course booked it for them.
A female friend who bartended for years and years at the Chez Paree in Waterville ( at this time was one of the premier nightclubs in Maine) Beatrice (Bee) decided to book a show for her Mom’s birthday. I said sure thing.
So I booked the show and designated of my finest male dancers to do it. A Sunday late afternoon show at the back bar at the Chez.
Sunday afternoon I just happened to be hanging around having a drink at the front bar. I was having a good time shooting pool and listening to excited ladies show up for the show about to happen.
About 30 minutes before show time I start looking for the dancer, nothing yet. 20 mins and still nothing. 10 mins till show time and no dancer still. My friend who booked the show asks me is there a problem ?
I decided to make the call only to find the dancer’s phone is off ! Now what ? I’ve got 30 women all juiced up for this show. Most of these women I happen to know. 20 out of 30 I’ve known most my life. Went to school with many of them.
Now what ? My friend who booked the show pulls me to the side and asks what’s going on ? I can’t lie to her. So I told her what has happened.
Bee looks at me and says “Then you’ll do it right” ? She goes on “this is Mom’s only show she’s ever attended and she’s not well health wise”. This was to be all her friends joining her for a great goodbye.
As I looked at her the fear must have shown through. Because Bee my friend reached behind the bar and pull out a bottle of Tequila Silver and poured me a double.
I took that one and another for good measure, looked at her and said ok I’ll do it. I finished the second double and headed for my truck to get my dance bag.
She met me at the door to the back bar. I asked her to keep the ladies busy for 10 mins and I’d get ready. I also gave her my soundtrack CD to pop in the bar soundsystem.
I looked around as I came out of the dressing room and I shit you not now there were 50 women or more. Of course the women sitting at the front bar hearing that Sonny was dancing they had to come out back to see too !
After an full year of working private parties and male revues I had become a top male dancer in my own right. Confidence I wasn’t lacking and if I was nervous about performing for 50 women and many I knew personally the Tequila helped with that.
My act consisted of a preview for the subject, strip down to just a thong over the next 2 songs. Then down to another even smaller cockbag. This is a device that envelopes just your cock and nutsack and nothing more.
Following previews, strip down to basics then lap dances, floor dances, pick ups, towel dances then fully nude just before the finale.
As I’m performing I never noticed the cameras. I was to busy with staying on track and not letting my nerves get in the way.
Everything went great. These women who knew me were generous and extremely happy with the show. They also were excited about seeing me in the buff. 🙂 Thanking me for doing the show. Happy it was me instead of the male dancer who didn’t show. Plus they were all smiles. Big smiles.
Normally only 1-2 will work their nerve up to grab your tool, stroke it or simple fondle it. But today this show with most of these women I knew were on me every chance they had. They were respectful and gentle. I didn’t encouraging them but didn’t correct them either. I just went with the flow.
As a male dancer I would normally peel away hands who would grab my junk. You just never know how crazy they might get. You can get injured badly if not careful. Today I didn’t have that concern. I also was juiced up on tequila so ah who cares?
I finished the show with the grand finale which is when the cockbag comes off for the subject and then one dance around for the rest of the party finishing on Bee’s Mom.
Little did I know cameras were present and pictures were being taken the entire show. Polaroids to be exact. I didn’t even hear the whirr of the pictures being made. Polaroids make a lot of noise folks.
Mom was extremely happy and we did photos. She sadly passed away a couple of years later.
When her daughter my friend Bee was going through her things she happened across pictures of the show. Surprisingly she found these buried in her lingerie drawer. Along with the pictures Bee knew existed were also nude shots of Reno (Me) dancing the last song on her Mom and the party.
Bee was so surprised her Mom had nude pictures of me. Unlike her Mom so much to have anything of this nature. It made Bee smile to know this show was so special to her Mom that she kept these pictures all these years.
So Bee back bartending at the Chez Paree asked some of the women about these nude pictures. Did anyone know anything about them ?
Come to find out another one of the bartenders at the Chez who attended the show had nude pictures in her purse some 2 years after the show. Another had more nudes hidden at home in her jewelry box. At last count 20 some odd women had Polaroids of Reno and that day.
I’ve never seen any of these pictures online or anywhere and in fact when I asked any of these women to look at them. Well they turned red blushing with embarrassment and always made excuses as to why they didn’t have them available to show me.
And that’s ok.
What I thought would be a day I could never live down in my home town turned into a good day. The day I got to perform for a great lady who needed a pick me up.
My pleasure ladies.
