I think the best way to describe this is to watch his video.
Joe is seen sitting in a chair with a plain background. He speaks, “Hi. This is Joe and this is my fantasy. I’m away on a business trip and I decide to join my hosts with a trip to a strip club and while we’re there one of the dancers comes on to me and we end up in a private room and she gives me a private lap dance which ends up with her giving me a blow job.”
Another voice, perhaps from behind the camera is heard, “Do you normally go to strips clubs?”
“No,” Joe answers. “I’ve never gone to one before.
“So, in your fantasy why do you go this time?”
“I don’t know - a moment of weakness maybe?”
“Maybe you’re deal would be effected by it?”
“That could be. Maybe I’m with a client who might be offended if I didn’t go with them.”
“Okay, that makes sense, so in your fantasy, you’re at this strip-club as the guest of a host that you don’t want to offend and this dancer comes on to you. What color hair does she have?”
“Well this is going to be my wife, so she would have to be a brunette, like her.”
“No, this is your fantasy. Think about your fantasy, when you close your eyes what color hair does your stripper have?”
In the video Joe closes his eyes and tilts his head back, “Red. No blonde. Well a very light colored read head. And green eyes.”
“Good, what type of outfit does she wear?”
“Wouldn’t she be wearing a g-string or something?”
“Eventually, but she has to be wearing something to strip out of. What do you envision? A nurse? A business suit? A school girl? A school teacher? Maybe a nun?”
“No, she’s not a nun, maybe a mom. Yeah she can come out pushing a baby carriage, and she could start her dance by needing to breast feed her child. I guess the child would be a doll.”
“Okay. And then after she dances she starts to work the room. Does she come directly to you? Or does she work her way around to you?
“I guess she works the room a bit and then comes over to our table.”
“How many guys are at your table?”
“Oh there’s always at least three when there is entertaining. Me and the two guys I’m making my sales pitch to. Sometimes they bring along a few more to try to disguise who it is that I need to convince, but he’s always easy to spot. The other guys are always talking trying to impress him but the one I care about is doing a lot of listening and very little talking. He’s the decision maker, the big cheese.”
“Okay so everyone is sitting at the table. There is a new dancer on the stage and your fantasy stripper has come over to your table. How does she get your attention?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never been to place like this, but these other two guys have. They do what it takes so we’re in a private room and then, whammo, fantasy fulfilled.”
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