This is a decidedly non-intellectual mystery, and quite literally twists and forms our prepubescent bodies and souls according to its verbless dictums. This is desire before it becomes desire. There is the faintest recollection from Sunday school that naughtiness is present, butt here, twenty feet away, is the very bare butt of the beloved. You don't know whether to do a somersault, shit your pants, or run for cover, so you do nothing but stand there and gaze with eyes that are apertures taking a permanent photo, a rendering that will last until your brain dies. This desire before it becomes desire is a truly fuzzy puzzle for the young mind, which is mere grape juice that has not yet begun to be wine. With other boys you position yourself in front of the swings to watch the skirts flutter up, revealing bare limbs. With other boys you dog-paddle under the ladder up to the diving board to watch the legs and crotches ascend. You can even develop a fetish of sorts for this act of looking upward. You took many peaks but hadn't yet taken aim.


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Is working as a stripper honestly empowering? I hated the popular belief that sex workers were oppressed and without agency, victims in need of rescuing. When I started stripping in the back bar of a Christchurch brothel at 18, I was in control of my decision to get nude — or so I thought. An arts undergraduate, I had no pressing need for money, the reason usually cited for entry into the sex industry — an umbrella term that encompasses stripping, web-camming, escorting, prostitution and porn. My parents paid my rent, my Kentucky Fried Chicken and my living expenses. Rather, I was seeking transgression. I also wanted the independence to make my own choices.
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By Nadine DeNinno. February 26, pm Updated February 26, pm. They rake in dollar bills at night, but by day, these strippers are racking up millions of viral video views — and Google is making it rain.