40Something April 2007: Fifty Pictures of Sugar

“I was a Vegas dancer when I met my husband,” 45-year-old Sugar tells us. “I not at any time indeed planned on getting married. I was savouring the single life way too much. I came to Vegas when I was just 18 from a tiny city in Nebraska. I guess you could say I had something of a reputation back home, but I was always destined to receive with out that backwater. I got a job exotic dancing right away, and I loved the attention I got from all the fellows. Each night, they would send bottles of champagne and roses backstage for me, and they’d await outdoors, practically begging to take me out to dinner. Almost any nights, I would say yep. You know how much energy you have when you’re that juvenile. I could stay out all night partying, then work three shows the next day without blinking an eye.” But pleasant Sugar had a secret. “Even though I had a reputation for being fast back home, I was a virgin when I got to Las Vegas. To tell the truth, I was a little scared of sex. I mean, I made out with boyz, and I’d been felt up, but every time I felt a bulge in their trousers, I would panic. My ex-husband was one of these boyz who waited outside the stage door for me, and when that fellow identified out I was a virgin, that dude actually began pursuing me subrigid. He wanted my cherry, and this fellow wanted it real bad. I’ll at not time forget the night that skirt chaser lastly got it.”

 

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