This man’s name is Harold Presley. He is a sexual predator.

Harold Presley has a hard time meeting women who will talk to him for free, so he frequents strip clubs. I lived in Champaign-Urbana from early 2020 until mid-2022. I left, because I ran out of half-decent strip clubs to work at within a 1.5 hour driving radius from my home. Within that time frame, I bumped into Harold Presley at multiple adult entertainment establishments.

When I say that Harold Presley is a sexual predator, I mean that he routinely tried to rub his hands on me and other women without consent. He also forced hugs and wrapped his arms around women’s necks. Harold Presley was never able to understand that in a strip club, rules of consent are just like anywhere else. That is— do not sexually caress, hug, or fondle someone without their consent. I never saw a single bouncer, manager, or strip club staff member 86 Harold Presley from any establishment ever. Presley is mild-mannered and sluggish enough to bypass the oaf-like security at all of the places. His assaults weren’t too aggressive, so he was allowed to stay.

I gave Harold Presley a couple of lap dances one time. He’s usually too cheap to buy dances or tip very much, but every once in a while he’ll shell out some cash. Unsurprisingly, he repeatedly tried to touch me. He had a hard time keeping his hands to himself during the dance. I was forced to back away several feet from him to continue the dance. I knew that the turd managers and security wouldn’t ever do anything to stop him, and they would likely try to punish me instead. Most of the time, some dumb cheap whores will call me “cold,” with the support of security staff, when I don’t let predators sexually assault me.

I danced for Presley because I wanted his money, but also because he claimed to be related to Elvis Presley. I wanted to hear more about his genealogy, and I think he looks like an uglier version of Fat Elvis.

Presley’s current facebook has him in a relationship with an unattractive woman. I’m guessing she has to be pretty lonely, ignorant, and desperate to be in a relationship with a guy like him.

Normally customers don’t tell me their full names. I’d be doxxing a whole lot more of them if they did. But, with Presley being so proud of his famous name, he just had to tell me. Anyway, I hope he dies soon. A disease or an accident— I do not care, so long as it happens.