This was my 3rd visit to the “new” Follies and this time I was on the quest for VIP. The previous trips were just exploratory. So I arrived around 2PM on the Saturday of Labor Day weekend. The parking lot was almost empty. Paid $5 to park and $5 door fee. I was met by a thin white girl that I remembered from my last trip. Ok but not VIP material. 2 or 3 other dancers and the same amount of customers. I got a coke from the bar and moved over to one of the booths on the black wall. A good looking white girl that I remembered from my previous 2 trips said “I’ll join you shortly”. Gave the thin white girl 2 mercy dances and then waited and waited for the other white girl. Did 2 meh dances with an ok black chick while I waited.
Finally the good looking white girl came over, jumped in my lap facing me and grabbed my cock. She got my attention real quick and things were looking real good. Then she hit me with “When is the allowance going to start?” WTF? What allowance are you talking about? She replied “The one you promised me to help pay for my apartment in exchange for VIP benefits”. I never promised you that. “Yes you did”. No I didn’t. “Aren't you XXXX?” No but I might be interested in VIP. How much do you charge and what is on the menu. She said $600 for 30 minutes and that included the extras. I told her that was out of my league and she then asked what am I used to paying and I told her $200 for oral. She said NO to that.
So OK. I handed her a $20 for the one song she spent sitting on my lap. She said I owed her another $20 because we did two dances and they are $20 each in the booth. I called bullshit. I have never paid more than $10 each including the 2 previous dancers today. Now get off of my lap. She still demanded another $20 and I said no, call the manager. She didn’t call the manager but then started in with “are you poor?” She repeated that several times in an attempt to embarrass me. She finally got up and walked away. I finished my coke and walked out. Had Dan, the manager been there, I would have talked to him. I doubt that I’ll be back. I don’t think this club is going to make it and is an insult to the real Follies.
The dancer’s name is Rain.


One ROB can ruin a club experience. But multiple ROBs can ruin a whole club. Hopefully this isn't a pattern.