Return to Visions Strip Club prelude to writing for Adult Magazines

Visions Strip Club propels me into the top gentlemen’s clubs in the Saint Louis Metro East and as an adult entertainment writer.

From the Visions Strip Club in Centreville, Illinois I would meet some of my greatest friends. My writing for adult magazines started at Visions. Sahara in this montage of pictures is modeling with several of my guns. This started a series of gun articles I was writing for “Xtreme Magazine”, which later became Extreme Guns and Babes for an Adult World, my third book which introduces 26 exotic entertainers among them Sahara. Women such as Sahara who became my best friends ever were a totally class act. Being talented, smart, fun, dependable and loyal.

The Visions strip club is just a few miles from the Cahokia Mounds — Monks Mound rises 100 feet over the ruins of the largest, most powerful, native American civilizaton the U.S. has ever seen. The base of the great mound encompasses 16 acres, which is larger than the Great Pyramid in Egypt. The mound dwellers over 900 years ago created this magnificent edifice over a great number of years basket by basketful of dirt. On top of the Great Mound resided the Great Sun, supreme ruler over 20000 of his subjects who had the power of life and death over his subjects. At a nearby much smaller mound archeologists found the remains of 20 subjects, victims of human sacrifice which was a common practive during Cahokia’s heyday.

I have just written an incredible story about my Return to Visions that I want to publish so badly that I will do practically anthing to do it. Even if it means shaking hands with the devil.

The drive to the Visions Strip Club is otherworldly. Underneath the bluffs formed by the Mississippi River eons ago, the winding two lane heads straight out to PT’s West and the new Visions Strip Club past the Cahokia Mounds.

Where Monks Mound overlooks the remnants of the greatest Indian civilization the North American Continent ever encountred. Here in 1200 AD lived 20000 inhabitants. Its populace outnumbering London’s at that time.

The two lane road to the Visions strip club and Pt’s is ominous, mysterious, and beautiful. It is a trip back into time. And into the future. As for the present. It’s a time for romance.

The Visions strip club has been entirely remodeled. Using Platinum club its larger sister as a model. It used to be called Paradise club, but now it’s undergone the Jim Lichtey touch. Jim’s the owner of the Platinum Club along with three or four other clubs, a couple of them in the Kansas City area. But since I used to go to the old Paradise Club, I aleady know a few people at Visions. Among them is a beautiful nurse. But I’m not about to tell you the whole story. Because it’s in my book, Life of an Exotic Entertainment Photographer.

The nurse actually has an RN. So money’s no problem for her. But every now and then she drives 140 miles to a Saint Louis Metro East strip club. To let her wild streak come out.

I meet for the first time, Selena and Angie, two new dancers at Visions. Sahara too, although I knew her before as my waitress.

Angie pole dancing at the Visions strip club — I would practice my pole dancing skills with Angie at the Visions strip club although I was hopelessly inferior to Angie. Nevertheless a lot of the Visions dancers enjoyed my giving my best at the pole. Later more than several of the VIsions dancers would do a number of online videos with me just for shits and grins. Among them would be Angie, Sahara, Selena and Lori all four of them from Visions.

Here I play the evil reverend of the Mothers for a More Boring Nation raping Angie. This YouTube video starts out in my apartment in Collinsville, Illinois with a boyfriend of Angie’s shooting the video. We do the second half of the video in the parking lot at the C-Mowes Strip club in Washington Park, IL to the amusement of many strippers at the club who just couldn’t stop themselves from viewing the insansity we created. This is not porn by the way. I never shot porn in my life

All three of them will soon become three of my best friends. But tonight’s for romance, when I take the nurse to Monk’s Mound after the club closes. Watching the sun come up as we huddle together at the top of Monk’s Mound pondering what life must have been like over 900 hundred years ago for the the indiginous populace of Cahokia.

Reflecting on a Civilization hundreds of Years Ago

Cahokia Mounts Museum Society web site

Life of an Exotic Entertainment Photographer includes the entire story, “Return to Visions” which would become along with my Dick Fitswell short stories my first publications in American adult magazines.