Bitches vs. Doormats

If you want to call me a bitch you're allowed to. If you think I'm strong, I don't let a man think he has a hold on me if you think I can stand up for myself and I don't chase a man, you're right. In that case, if every strong woman is a bitch, you can call me one. Because I know what I want, I do not compromise and I'm still very feminine on the surface. And being called a bitch is still better than being called a doormat.

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My Big Dream - Japan

Actually, it's not only Japan but Japan at the Sakura. When you can see cherry blossoms all over the place! And now I'm just a few days away to reach that dream.

Since I travel and I do this job, that was something I liked about Japanese people and culture. As I worked as a hostess in clubs and all the hostessing kind of jobs related to their geisha culture, I often said if I could go to Japan and work there for a while, it would be a next step on the carrier ladder for me. (If this carrier ladder exists in this kind of job) I even intend to learn their language. To all my French customers, I'm very sorry but I would rather learn Japanese than French! They say it's very easy to learn. Not to write, but to speak. So why not? I already can count to 10: ichi..ni..san..shi..go..roku..nana..hachi..ku..juu

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My Life on ModelMayhem

I was hesitating if I should or should not give a face to this blog. But some of you requested in private message. Well, I don't think I do wrong if I share my model profile here. Some fantasies can become more exciting and intense! :)

Here it is:

http://www.modelmayhem.com/2910113

Even I travel a lot I always try to take some time to pose to the camera. A dancer always needs new pictures for her portfolio anyway. And I enjoy it. Not like I have any commercial purpose with the pictures but I enjoy the creativity during shooting. I like to create something together with the photographer.

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Have you seen the movie Taken?

One of my colleagues asked me this question when I told her the following story. We were working in Switzerland together and shared the same room. Probably that is the only one lap dancing club in Geneva, not the cabaret type where basically all the prostitutes work. But our club was recently visited by Albanians.

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To meet Mr. Player

He has a name but I would prefer to call him Mr Player. This given name perfectly describes his real nature. I met him at the club. The first sight I noticed his cute face but I knew from previous experience that I don't need to get close to this type of guy. This type I just call eye-candy. They are good to look at but you know what to do with a lollipop when you can't have it all: just throw it in the rubbish bin.

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Let me share a story with you..

After reading it, if you previously thought that all strippers are cheap and they are there only to show some skin, your opinion could be changed.

The location is in Cape Town. The club is huge with 3 levels and about 80 girls work together. But I remember this night was quiet. I mean we had customers, even an organised bachelor party but not a full house. In a dark corner that was a guy sitting alone and starring into his glass. I was looking at him for a while, and then he lifted up his head and our eyes met. He wasn't a good looking one but it was something strange around him. I sent him a smile and I carried on the conversation with my friend. I had no intention to approach him.

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A few clouds on the Caribbean sky

Well, it seems not even this beautiful blue sky can be flawless. My last week in Guadeloupe held some hard time for me as I've got a big lesson in friendship. My friend I came with fell in love with a guy here. I should be happy for them. Actually, I am. But for her was always a difficult part to keep the balance to spend some time with me during travels or with the actual summer lover. Yes, it happened before. When a new possible Mr Right shows up on the horizon, she forgot about others.

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