From friends of friends who are (or, more accurately, were) strippers, most of them actually dislike men intensely (and quite often blame men for "having" to do this).
After conversations with several (through the aforementioned friends) I've just never been able to get past the necessary self-delusion to think that "Hey, something could actually happen" or, "Maybe I found the one who is actually a nice person with no baggage and just likes dancing for men and isn't out to just screw me (not literally) for whatever they think they can get from me monetarily."
Then again, I've read
(CALLING ALL SHRINKS)
that gamblers substitute gambling for sex, and recently read this quote (I haven't read the book and heard that it didn't really apply to the character in the book, but does apply to a lot of gamblers I know)
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>A lot of gamblers say the action replaces sex, but I really think they mean it replaces relationships and a fear of socializing. We're all outcast and gambling occupies our time and we get paid for it. For me for sure it was a way to make money and be by myself. Now, it's become an obsession. I don't think it's an addiction. I don't think. But then again I have no life.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>- Alan Boston from the book "The Odds" by Chad Millian
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