Even while Matthew and I were driving to the bachelor's party I still wasn't sure whether I would have the courage to go through with the strip show. I was dressed in an old sweatshirt and jeans, with my stripper gear in a bag. Could I do it? I was full of doubts and anxiety, but excited at the same time. The thought of peeling my clothes off in front of a crowd of men was both thrilling and nerve-wracking. The house turn...