said how do you know what I'm looking for? She said “I am a people watcher.” I said I'm a people watcher, too. She said “You’re not a people watcher, you are a predator.” So I went to Tootsie. On my first night there were 156 girls on the board. Some nights there were over 200. Most of them were young girls who had no idea what they were doing, would make zero money, and be gone in two days. They were not interesting enough to me at the time to think "These girls look like they are in middle school." But for years I remembered what I had seen, under the curiosity of "What is the value to a strip club, what is the management philosophy, of having a high turnover of clueless little girls who have no idea what to say, or how to make money as strippers?" One of these random young girls refused to be ignored. She was a long wavy redhead with green eyes called "Fire." She kept looking at me in the upstairs hooker area which they called "The Next Level." Finally she walked straight up to me, and pulled her thong aside, to show me her vagina. I don't remember if she said anything, but she communicated to me that she was willing to have sex for money. I was a little surprised at myself for having no interest. I have a thing for skinny white girls, and this girl was as skinny as they come. Skinny, but still having correct curves and proportions. As a guy, when a beautiful naked girl offers to have sex with you, money or not, you are supposed to have some reaction. So I began trying to understand why I was not turned on by this girl. She could tell I was thinking about it. So she turned around and showed me her back side. I decided the reason I wasn’t turned on is she was just too narrow. Even though her shoulders and hips were wider than her waist, they were all too narrow. Especially her rib cage and even her skull, were just unattractively narrow. That was winter. The next summer, I was driving through South Beach and I saw Fire standing on the comer around 10th and Collins. I said "Hey Fire" and she said "Who is Fire? I am Neely Dockpost" or some ridiculous thing to deny she worked as a stripper. Maybe a month after that, I was driving with the junior model, and I saw Fire on the sidewalk again. I said "Hey there is that funny stripper Fire. She denies she is Fire and claims she is actually like Neely Dockpost or something." The junior model said "That's not Fire, that's Veronica. I used to live with her in North Miami." Then she said "You know, Veronica would have sex with you for money. She once had sex with a guy for $400. All her friends were shocked. But she said he got something he wanted, and she got something she wanted." I said I know Veronica would have sex with me for money. The junior model was surprised that I was so choosy, that I was not interested to have sex with Veronica. Over the next few months, the short girl started to talk about sex every time I drove her somewhere. And she would also complain about having no money. After a while I figured out that she wanted to have sex with me for money, to achieve something the beautiful Veronica had not been able to do. To prove she was prettier than Veronica. Finally she ran out of patience dropping hints, and said "Come pick me up after work at 5th and Alton" which I think was a Starbucks. She said she needed some money to rent a new place or something, and she was coming over to my house. I really did not want to have sex with her and I was short on cash. But it is like picking your friend up at the airport. If something is really important to your friend, and you are a good friend, you have to do it. So I decided I had to stop being such a stick-in-the-mud, and have sex with her for money, if that is what my friend wanted to do. I picked her up on my way home from work, and we went to my house. She started talking about how much Veronica had charged for sex. And then she said "Guess what my price is!" Suddenly I went into a panic that she might say "free." If it was not because she needed money to pay rent, and she had nothing to prove that she could sell herself for a higher price than Veronica, then it was casual sex. Worse, she wanted a relationship. So I said "I just got home and my dogs are going to pee on the floor if I don’t take them out." I ran out of there with my dogs and never had sex with her. I learned a lesson from that young girl. The whole time I knew her, I thought she was super cool. She ran her mouth, II-38