In October of 2013, I met a male stripper.

What followed were deep discussions about female sexuality, and about the intricacies of being a male stripper.  He was fascinating.  His stories not only made me wet, but inspired me to write erotica and explore my own deep desires, just as he did at his parties.  It was his encouragement which led to Pollyannas, my very own male entertainment business.

The following collection of stories were taken from, and inspired by, our conversations.  Although the character of Polly is a figment of my fertile imagination (although she is loosely based on me), the stories of The Stripper are real.