Sara, I beg and I beg, please make me your Loser of the Month for January. Please just don't show my face in the picture. There's enough to show why I'm a loser. Here's my story:
I am 43 years old and live with my Mother and her latest boyfriend. They live in a modular in a 55+ community. Modular is a fancy word for trailer. I'm under the radar so far, no one has questioned me here, but I'm balding and whatever hairs are left are going grey and I'm overweight and asthmatic, so maybe I look 55+.
Here is my sad, sad story. I basically buy stuff from old people who live here and other retirement places and sell it on eBay or Craigslist. The problem is it nets me alot of cash and then I blow it at the strip club or at card games. Then my mom bothers me for rent money or food money and she and I fight about what a loser and leech and pervert I am. She regularly catches me looking at online porn, so I forgot that's where else I spend money, on porn and Niteflirt. I have a very small dick and have only gotten laid a few times, like over 20 years ago.
Recently, I met this beautiful stripper named Ashley. There are private rooms at the strip club where Ashley works. You have to BYOB. I didn't even bother sitting at the rail anymore, I just wanted Ashley all to myself. The girls have to split their tips with the club. Ashley would hide her $ inside this clip-on wig extension thing or in this thing she made in her boot and split less to the club that way. I had no problem with that. I think I was kind of in love with her. I dreamed of her being my girlfriend, but I knew I had no chance with someone as beautiful and sexy as Ashley. Well one nite the bouncer (a big black muscle guy) caught her hiding the tip $ while she was in a room with me and he went ballistic. Said he would tell the owner, and she'd get beat up. Like beat up, really. Unless she gave him all her tip money right now. I had just given her $200, so the bouncer got that plus some tips she had collected earlier from other clients. I felt so bad that I gave her another $200, because she was crying. She needed to pay her rent, that was her rent $. So I gave her another $200. She was balling and balling that she was still $200 short for rent so I went to the ATM and got her $200 more. I guess I get so weak when a girl cries.
Then another nite I was at this place where guys play cards, it's got action. There was a girl serving drinks there who looked familiar. She used to strip at the club where Ashley works and introduced herself to me. Devon is her name. I lost big that nite, but decided to have one more drink for the road on the sofa in the card room and just cool off. Devon said this one is on the house. I drink Old Fashioneds. Yeah I know, I might as well be 55+.
So then Devon asked did Ashley and DeShawn ever pull that scam on me. And I said huh? You know the one where she gets caught hiding her tips? Huh? I said. I had been drinking and I needed time for this to sink in. Honey, DeShawn 'n' Ashley are like boyfriend 'n' girlfriend. He's an ex-con, they both are, and they pull that scam on alot of guys. Pretend she is caught, in big trouble, going to get beat up and then she starts crying and then they both scam more money out of you. Guess what is next?
Stop I said. Oh please stop, I begged Devon not to tell me one more word. I could envision Ashley trying to blackmail me or forcing me to give her more and more money. I could picture her fucking DeShawn's huge black cock with a pile of cash underneath her on the bed and they are laughing and laughing at all the money they took from horny small dick white losers like me. Then I found this kind of turned me on. So I drove home and went online and looked at interracial porn and jerked off. And I jerk off to black on blonde porn all the time now. I still haven't gone back to the strip club where Ashley works. There are other strip clubs, a little farther to drive, classier places where they can actually serve liquor, so I think I'll start going to one of those. Maybe the girls are classier there too and won't try to pull a scam on me.
"Sara, I beg and I beg, please make me your Loser of the Month for January." Consider it done! Sara
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