Thanks to Grey Ghost being a con artist we made strong connections with the Pure Talent Agency and Sam Stimmel during the next Exotic Dancer Expo.

Picture this. My accomplice in crime, Greg Ghost and I have set up our Alpha Productions booth at the Exotic Dancer Expo’s trade show in the Las Vegas Tropicana Hotel and Casino.

I’m wearing sandals, shorts, and an in your face irreverent Pimp Tee shirt. While my partner, Grey Ghost is is a slender light weight clad in black tee shirt and black pants. With his long hair in a pony tail Grey Ghost seems to be an apparition from Woodstock. Who’s totally out of place in the modern world. He lives near me in Waggoner, Illinois. He’s almost an outcaste in our farm community. Who’s viewed as a drug addict and overaged hippie from the sixties.

But here we are. There’s just ninety exhibitor’s booth at Exotic Dancer’s trade show. Pure Talent Agency has one of them. While its chief rival, the Continental Agency, has another. There’s beautiful feature entertainers at both their booths. Who travel all across the U.S. doing their shows at adult night clubs willing to pay from $2000 to over $15000 for their three night appearances. The booths showcase a wide range of products and services the vendors supply to the multi billions dollar adult entertainment industry. Several of them show off lighting systems that are designed for night clubs large and small. Deja Vu has a booth advertising its chain of over sixty adult night clubs. There’s an entire dance floor that Scandalous has rented. Two sensational blondes are showing off their dancing skills there. Both of them obviously superstars.

Grey Ghost and I might not look like much. But we are obviously forces to contend with. If only because we have a booth.

One of the adult entertainers keeps visiting our booth. Her name is Jules. Once in awhile a well dressed handsome man visits us. Grey Ghost and the newcomer hit if off immediately. I had attended one of Exotic Dancer’s seminars earlier. The man had been one of the guest speakers at the seminar. He had a deep self assured voice that set him apart from the other speakers. Some of them lawyers. Jim Hyatt and his wife are the owners of Pure Talent Agency. But I’m not aware of it yet.

Once in awhile an upper middle aged man joins Jules at our booth. But the man looks like he doesn’t belong here. His name is Sam Stimmel, and he owns a strip club in northern Indiana. But Sam doesn’t fit the image of a strip club owner anymore than Colonel Sanders does. He looks grandfatherly with a kind face. But Greg Ghost is not a fatherly or grandfatherly type. We will soon have four visitors in our hotel room where Grey Ghost can show off his immense talent.

Our first visitors are Jim and Anne Marie Hyatt who own the Pure Talent Agency.

You can read all about how Grey Ghost seduced the owners of the Pure Talent Agency into hiring him as their web site designer in Life of an Adult Entertainment Photographer. For although Grey Ghost appeared to be a relic of the 1960’s hippie generation. he was far ahead of his time.

Anne Marie and Jim Hyatt the Pure Talent Agency’s owners were certainly not victims of Greg Ghosts. Who was awfully good at what he did and could accomplish for those willing to pay for his many talents. Grey Ghost could build a computer from scratch. And a brilliant web site designer. But what really set Grey Ghost apart from his peers was his totally off the wall whacky sense of humor. And being a brilliant artist Grey Ghost was without equal at portraying his irreverent way of looking at the world through his cartoons that he could put on his web sites.

But if the Pure Talent Agency owners were no babes in the woods, Sam Stimmel certainly appeared to be. I think most of the general public that doesn’t know better, views most strip club owners as predators. But when it came to how Grey Ghost initially dealt with Sam Stimmel Grey Ghost was the wolf while Sam was a gullible sheep.

Sam had to fly back to his North Webster, Indiana home with Jules. After all, he had a strip club to run. Whereas Grey Ghost and I would stay at the Tropicana Hotel and Casino for another several days. But the night before they got on their plane, Sam asked me if I wanted what was left of his beer. So Sam led the way down to the Tropicana’s parking lot where he kept his rental car. And gave me several six packs which I took back to our room and where I found an ecstatic Grey Ghost who enjoyed beer even more than I did.

But before he left, Sam gave Grey Ghost and I a check for $250 for his membership in the Jack Corbett Topless Club guide.

When we got Sam’s check, I was mortified over Greg Ghost’s audacity. Because the Jack Corbett Topless Club Guide didn’t even exist.

But we would soon rectify that. When we would visit Sam’s topless club two weeks after our return from Lost Wages.

Grey Ghost was so successful at impressing the owners of the Pure Talent Agency that he soon became their web site designer. Which would pay rich dividends to me because within a year I would be shooting nearly all their Pure Talent Agency feature showcases

Getting my hotel rooms paid for in some of the finest adult clubs across the United States. While oftentimes rooming with one of Pure Talent’s top feature entertainers would give me national recognition as a top exotic entertainment photographer. But equally important would be Grey Ghost’s and my upcoming visit to the Stimmelator’s topless club. Because Sam Stimmel would soon become a huge asset to my both my writing and photography career. While becoming the best of friends.