The Stimmelators topless dancers soon meet Lost Angels members Crazy Czech, Baron, Dirt and PlOne and three Dollies strippers at Stimmelator’s .

Click here to get lots of pictures of the Stimmelators topless dancers on the web site I would do for Stimmelators later on.

Sam Stimmel’s a saint. Or as close to one that I’ve ever met. But he’s got over thirty Stimmelators topless dancers working for him. And as the Mothers for a more Boring Nation keep telling us, strip clubs are the very incarnation of evil. Yet, Sam’s agreed to allow three Dollies dancers to work at his topless club for the weekend. Which is going to make him very unpopular with most of the Stimmelators topless dancers. Who are sure to view the Dollies strippers as total outsiders monopolizing their tips.

Introducing the Stimmelators video below that You Tube unjustifiably adult rated. due to the influence of the Mothers for a More Boring Nation. We shot this about the same time that this party took place.

Yes. Sam Stimmel is a saint. By this time he’s oftentimes joining us in our Lost Angels chat room.

So he already knows Jade, Satin, and Brandy remotely as three very active members of our Lost Angels chat group. But Sam’s not only jeopardizing his standing as club owner with his own dancers. He’s also agreed to allow the Dollies dancers to stay at his home for the weekend.

As if putting up with the Dollies strippers isn’t enough, Sam’s agreed to allow our entire group take over his home. And our group includes Doctor Doom, who is a self-confessed ex heroin addict. And Dirt who’s taken over from Grey Ghost was my web site designer.

Baron’s flown in from his mountain man’s retreat in Washington State’s Olympic mountains. While Plone’s taken a flight in from San Francisco. Crazy Czech’s living close to Stimmelator’s in Fort Wayne, Indiana. While Tornado, our newest Lost Angels member is driving in from South Bend, Indiana. Baron and I are to share a hotel room near the club in North Webster. Which leaves Sam with only five house guests.

I’ve already written about this event in my latest book, The Life of an Exotic Entertainment Photographer so by now you are probably wondering why I’m still writing more about the Stimmelator’s Topless dancers.

I call this big Lost Angels party at Stimmelators “The Next Trip to Stimmelators” on page 66 as a chapter heading. Actually it wasn’t. Because by the time ten of us left the Dollies parking lot in that van, I had already been to Stimmelator’s several more times. And because my alphapro.com web site is so vast. Encompassing over twenty years covering adult night clubs in both the United States and Thailand, I’m giving everyone the opportunity to get a little more Stimmelation from Stimmelators that I’ve not covered in my latest book’s 331 pages.

Let’s start with Angie, who’s one of the Stimmelators strippers who gets absolutely no coverage in Life of an Exotic Entertainment Photographer.

Sam’s calling Angie the Stimmelators topless dancers couch queen. I hardly remember her from this visit to Stimmelator’s. And the reason’s because Angie doesn’t have a minute to spare socializing with our group. Angie’s too busy on the couch doing private dancers at five dollars a minute to be partying with our Lost Angels group. If I remember correctly a customer must pay fifteen dollars for each private dance he gets from one of the Stimmelator’s topless dancers. Or what amounts to for one song played on the juke box.

But the Stimmelators topless dancers aren’t even going topless. Because by Indiana state law each stripper must wear pasties. Angie’s wearing blue latex pasties like all the other Stimmelators topless dancers.

Angie’s so popular with the customers that she’s got them lined up near the couch. Each man waiting patiently for his private dance. Angie will make $1000 tonight for all the private dances she’s going to do. By the club’s rules and Indiana State law the customers are not even allowed to touch her. As Angie writhes seductively all over their laps. Like an unerring clock Angie will make another $1000 for the other night she works for Sam Stimmel.

Angie’s the most high powered out of all the Stimmelators topless dancers

I didn’t really get to know Angie at all that weekend all of us parties hard at Stimmelator’s. And in real life I would not be getting to know Angie until a year or two later. Still, I thought I should write about her here and show off her pictures. Because Satin was one of the Dollies strippers with us that weekend. And a year or two later I’d have both Satin and Angie representing my alphapro booth at the Exotic Dancer Expo in Las Vegas.

Every year I sought to make a huge splash at the Exotic Dancer Expo in Las Vegas. And each year was costing me at least three thousand dollars. That started with my having an exhibitor’s booth representing my alphapro web site and myself as both an upcoming writer and photographer.

I would wind up having three Stimmelators topless dancers representing my booth: Angie, Heaven and Renee.

While Heaven was an unforgettable, stunning blonde, who was incredibly outgoing and just all around fabulous, there was always and still is that always so much that was special about Renee that made me constantly gravitate to her. Renee and Heaven both had totally off the wall irreverent senses of humor. That are quite a lot like mine. They are both extremely attractive. While both of them are totally unforgettable.

But out of all the Stimmelators topless dancers Angie was like a stick or dynamite going off in your face.

A year, perhaps two years later, after I informed Sam that I was taking Satin to represent my booth at the Exotic Dancer’s Expo in Las Vegas, Sam very strongly, almost forcefully suggested that I take Angie as well.

By that time I don’t think I had spoken a word to Angie. Nor do I remember ever seeing her. She was only working two nights a week. And with Stimmelators being 420 miles from my Collinsville, IL apartment my weekend visits to Stimmelators rarely coincided with her schedule.

It took only one hour for me to promise Angie that I’d pay all her expenses she’d incur representing my alphapro.com booth at the expo.

Our verbal contract went like this

Sam: “If you want Angie to join Satin representing your booth in Las Vegas you can talk to her about it right now.

Jack: “That’ll be great Sam. I don’t remember ever seeing her before but if you recommend her, She’s gotta be terrific.”

Sam: ” I’ve already talked to her about it. She won’t charge you a thing, but you will have to pay for her airfare, her hotel room and her meals and drinks.”

Jack: “I’d love to talk to her about it, Sam. Bring her over so I can buy her a drink.”

A few minutes later Angie joins me at a table. We spend 20, perhaps 30 minutes discussing the expo and Angie’s role in representing my exhibitor’s booth with Satin.

Then Angie comes right out with it, “When do we start Jack? “

There would be no equivocating. And none of this either one of us thinking about it. It would cost me at least $1000 to have Angie represent my booth. And here I was already taking Satin.

Out of all the Stimmelators topless dancers, it would be Angie who was bound and determined to be a superstar. And the Las Vegas Exotic Dancer Expo would give her an unprecedented opportunity to meet a lot of the movers and shakers in the American adult industry.

A year or two later, I took her. As expected Satin was her usual congenial easy going self. But Angie. Here’s a woman who’s making $1000 a night for just five hours work doing lap dances. At this convention she’s meeting everyone. From the owner’s of the Feature Talent agencies like Pure Talent and Continental to some of the nation’s most famous feature entertainers and porn stars. And Angie’s not taking a back seat to anyone. She’s Miss personality plus.

But, Angie’s not in my book, Life of an Exotic Entertainment Photographer, and neither are a lot of the other Stimmelators topless dancers.

By the time ten of us traveled in that van to visit all of our friends at Stimmelators, most of us knew each other pretty well.

PlOne was becoming my best friend. Twenty years later he would join me in Thailand. And wind up buying his own condo just three miles from me. And although Crazy Czech lived far from me we would become stalwart drinking buddies those times we did meet. Jade and Satin were taking turns staying with me at a hotel in Collinsville until I finally rented my apartment close to the hotel.

Brandy often visited me at my farm. And wound up traveling with me several times to Stimmelators. And by this time out of the Stimmelators topless dancers Jewels had already visited me at my farm.

While Katt who I mention a lot in my latest book would soon be visited me at my farm with Marriah whose pictures appear here on the web site I was doing for Stimmelators.

These English Nude bicyclists even rode past Buckingham Palace as they created an unprecedented spectacle of bad tastes. But that’s okay. No one stopped them. But when it comes to my videos I put on You Tube. That’s another story. For in the eyes of the Mothers for a More Boring Nation, I’m a degenerate pornography happy low life scumbag.

So here we go. Video number one of all those English Nude bicyclists flashing their dicks.

And this is that great video you tube censored.

As the video opens up you will see me sitting between two Indiana strippers. To my left is Katt while to my left is Nipples. But I’m calling her Indiana Nipples to differentiate her from East Saint Louis Nipples who was the basis for my main female character in Death on the Wild Side.

The two dancers work for Sam Stimmel at Stimmelators in North Webster, Indiana. Although my main hangout’s Dollies in Washington Park, Illinois, I’m going to Stimmelators about once a month, and it’s 420 miles from my Collinsville apartment. I’m staying with Sam Stimmel the club owner. And I’ve brought Brandy with me who I met while she was stripping at Dollies Playhouse just 4 miles from my apartment.

It’s ironical how this ugly parade came to my attention.

Here I am in my condo in Thailand just off the beach when suddenly one of my good friends starts messaging me on line. It’s Nicky. Who I call my little sister. And she calls me big brother. She’s Thai and I’ve known her for many years. She’s a sinner just like me.

I write books about adult entertainment. And I shot probably 100000 pictures of totally naked women in American strip clubs. While Nikki had owned a bar here in Pattaya, Thailand. Men could buy Nikki’s girls out of her bar to have sex with them for hire. I can hear the Mothers for a More Boring Nation crying out now–“Oh, how awful.” But I will tell you what. Nikki created a lot of happiness for a lot of people The girls could get enough money to support their families. While the men had the opportunity to have some terrific female company. Most of us had a great time at Nikki’s bar whether we took women home with us or not. She was the best bar owner in all Pattaya.

Suddenly Nikki sends me three videos from London of all these English Nude bicyclists cycling past Buckingham Palace. And she’s commenting to me on line how crazy it is staying in London.

The next day, I just had to do it. You Tube’s just adult rated still another of my videos. This means hardly anyone’s going to be watching it. But I am not going to take any crap for the Mothers for a More Boring Nation who are pulling the strings for You Tube. I’ve had my alpha productions web site going now for nearly twenty-five years. And this is the concept and the credo for Alpha Productions.

I measure myself and my web site by the alpha wolf and all that the alpha wolf stands for. It’s to be a leader. Who is fearless. To be a pioneer leading the way.

Those English Nude bicyclists are followers. Following what, I haven’t the slightest idea. They are like the beta wolves lapping up the mundane while trying to be accepted by the other betas in the pack.

No you tube is going to stop me. I’ll just put whatever pictures and video I want up on my alphapro web site and no one’s going to stop me.

Brandy’s only twenty, and she’s no longer stripping. I met her at Dollies only because she had to strip for a couple months to make ends meet. Having been stuck with a thousand dollar phone bill due to one of her roommates running up the bill, Brandy never wanted to be a stripper. She just didn’t have any choice.

But Brandy’s smart as a whip. I started her off learning about the internet at Dollies. And then I bought her a computer. Not expecting Brandy to every pay me back, I gave her the computer as a gift. So I was astonished several months later when she paid back every cent.

Brandy ate up the internet and computers like a little child eating candy. But do did some of the other girls. Such as Jade who I write about in Life of an Exotic Entertainment Photographer. Or Alex who used to work with Jade and Brandy at Dollies. But some of the Indiana dancers were just as sharp. Such as Katt. who is among the first to appear in this video.

Later on in the video Jules, Marriah, and Ruby appear. Jules will be the first of the Indiana dancers to visit me at my farm. Later on Marriah, Katt and Ruby will make the 420 mile drive and spend a couple of nights at my farmhouse.

There’s no money transactions between us. I am after all the first photographer to shoot digital in the strip clubs. And I have the Lost Angels chat room on my alphapro web site. My pal, PlOne who has a PHD in computer science has designed the Lost Angels chat and it’s a masterpiece without equal back in those days.

You will also be seeing Tornado in this video. He’s from Indiana so like the Stimmelators girls he lives over four hundred miles from me. But as my career as an adult photographer progresses Tornado will often join me all over the United States to assist me in my photoshoots. Later he will join me after I move to Thailand. Where he meets a lovely Thai lady, marries her, and takes her and her young daughter back with him to the United States.

When I shot the pictures that comprise this video we were the only game in town. The men and women in our Lost Angels chats were far smarter than most Americans. And the strippers were far more beautiful. We were all out to have fun, and there was no such thing as money being number one. The Lost Angels chat room was a lot like Facebook today. Except there was none of this, I like this and I like that, and all that superficial nonsense.

Although you will want to visit Jack Corbett’s books I will soon add at least two new book editions there.