Reviews

I was wary coming in but this place reminds me of Treasures before it went off the deep end and before it became the no fun zone. Girls were a tad aggressive but that's better than no attention. Watch the hustlers as they will try to up charge you several times. Manager was a great guy and the waitresses, though older, were all super friendly. Be choosey if you pair off with one girl. There are lots of hot ones here but some gave me a pill head vibe while others seemed much more with it. Don't be afraid to say no and this will be a good time.

Upon entering the club on a Monday evening, a posse of lovely ladies of varying descriptions await you just inside the front door. One of Centerfolds many experienced waitresses will escort you to the seat of your choice and get you your beverage of choice. The armed chairs on the first floor are a bit worn. The cushions could use upgrading. All dances took place on a main stage visible from most places on the ground floor. The restroom is clean and attended. The staff is friendly. The ladies were friendly and would stop by for a chat. Dancers ranged from a 6 -10. You will find what your are looking for if you are patient. Some try to sell the Champagne room, some will sell you on dances, and others will sit and chat and let you take the lead. Private dances are done in the corner and are friendly. They cost $20/dance. The champagne room is open on Monday nights but not the balcony upstairs. You are required to buy a bottle for $95 to get into the Champagne room and welcome to stay as long as you want upstairs. Your dancer will tell you what is in store upstairs but a word of caution; be sure you define time and distance before venturing to Champagne. Otherwise, you risk becoming a human ATM without a PIN number which gets awkward for all involved. This club has been a favorite for many years and although my trips to Houston are few and far between, this has always been a good choice for an evening stop. Enjoy.

Centerfolds is well on its way to becoming my new favorite den of sin. This is very surprising because, until recently, I regarded the Greyhound bus station as a more prospective and appealing place to look for trouble than Centerfolds! Last time I came here ... well, I don't mean to admit or even insinuate that I actually came the last time I was in Centerfolds but, you know, the last time I was in this adult entertainment establishment I had a real "swell" time and was given the distinct impression that whenever I came back to Centerfolds, if I had a desire to come while I was there, it could certainly be arranged. Recently I came back to Centerfolds but, frankly, I came without any firm plans or expectations of actually coming while I was there. I would have been OK with just another "swell" time. I assumed all that happy talk about "coming" in Centerfolds the next time I came in was really nothing more than a come-on to get me to come back. If you know what I mean. They have two VIP rooms at Centerfolds. I forgot what the basic VIP room is called. Management here is not terribly bright or creative and the basic VIP space might just be called "upstairs." But there is another, pricier VIP room called "the Penthouse." If you're coming to this club in the hope of coming before you leave, you'll want to ask about the Penthouse. I'm told the Penthouse does not even open until 7 PM but ... MONEY TALKS! Even if you come in well before 7 PM, for a small fee they will open up the Penthouse early exclusively for you. Once you're up in the Penthouse, your money will talk even more loudly than it did downstairs since you and your dancer(s) will have the place all to yourselves. Given the exquisite level of privacy you and your entertainers will have when you're all alone in the Penthouse, if all the bare-skinned, no-holes-barred shenanigans give any one or more of you the urge to come, there is absolutely no good reason why you can't just let it spew. So I did. Twice. My dancer-companion looked so incredibly hot wearing nothing but her lipstick and some fingernail polish, I thought it would be impossible for her to look any hotter. But I was wrong. Wearing some of my splooge made her look much hotter. Later, as I left Centerfolds, she bade me to "Come again!" I am sure I will. DISCLAIMER: This review is not intended as, nor should it be interpreted to be, a recommendation or solicitation to engage in lewd or lascivious behavior of any kind or as encouragement to come to Centerfolds or any other similar adult entertainment establishment or venue for the purpose of coming in the presence of, near, on or in any of the establishment's employees or independent contractors despite their encouragement or loving attentions and assistance and regardless of how ferociously hot or splooge-worthy they may appear. While admittedly great fun, engaging in such scandalous debauchery is sinful and can lead to eternal damnation of your motherf*cking soul. Not only that, but when I last came to Centerolds and came twice in the Penthouse I later had to send my pants out to be dry-cleaned (and that's not cheap but you can't have the wife laundering any of your pants with splooge on them)! On the other hand, if you plan to come to a place like Centerfolds and spend your hard earned money, you might as well come before you leave. As for it being a sin to come to a place like Centerfolds and to come in the presence of, near, on or in one or more of the dancers while you're there, consider this: If Jesus really died for your sins, wouldn't it be a travesty to render His martyrdom meaningless by failing to commit any?

Arrived around 8 pm and stayed until 11pm. Walked in and to pass through the metal detector it when off and no one checked me. The ladies at the front desk ask for the $12 to get in wanting to us credit card was ok just added to my bill at the end. The hostess got a nice booth close to the stage, the the vulchers showed up. Girl after girl wanting drinks and dances. After telling 4 girls no in 10 mins a beautiful blonde ask to sit down. Not a word about a dance or drinks. After 15 mins to get to know she was the girl for me that night! After a couple of drinks I ask about how the dances work at this club. My issue I was low on cash and had to use credit card. They charge an extra 5 per song to charge on credit card. After going through all the options I chose to go to the vip was told there was a special of 95 for the bottle service and to go to VIP you have to buy a bottle. I started with a half hour for 300 with credit card 375, after a few mins I ask for the hour that is 500 oh 625 on credit card. Well worth it, I never ask for extras but the girl gave extras on her own. Nice surprise! Get night but plan on spending a lot of cash at this location. Well it is a strip club, this is the most I have spent in a club. All the other girls were 6-9's they had a very nice selection of girls for everyone. When I left there were more girls than guys, there were several groups of dances sitting around talking. Good fun and will be back.

From outside appearances, you would be forgiven for thinking this little dump was a waste of time. But you would be wrong. Admittedly, I have been to this place and felt like both my time and money had bwen wasted. But that has not been my experience lately. While the hottest ladies on the planet don't work here, the one who do are plenty hot enough and they certainly know how to separate you from your money and still manage to send you out the door back into the real world with a smile on your face and with pants in desperate need of dry-cleaning. One thing to be wary of here is the hard liquor. If you're drinking the hard stuff be aware they serve the lowest form of rot-gut this side of the French Quarter.

Got there around 4, parking lot open, no valet yet. Looked full from outside. Got in paid $5 cover, buffet not open till 5. Went to the bar to check things out. It seemed like lots of girls without customers, good mix of talent, but some of them don't appear physically qualified for their job, age, weight, etc. There were at least 6 or 7 black girls. Prices still happy hour, beer $4, so pretty good deal. I was approached by a couple of girls for dances, was hanging for a bit so passed. One blonde girl came and hung for a bit. She asked for a drink, and I said sure. Her drink was not "happy hour" $9! We talked for 20 minutes or so, she was 25 or so, blonde with a nice rack. She wanted to go get some dances that she assured me were the "best". I told her I was still looking and to come back in a bit. Right away a black girl wearing it appeared nothing showed up! She was a very dark girl with big natural tits barely in her her red string outfit. She wanted a drink, and I said sure, as long as it's happy hour! She was new in town and to the club. She was very sweet, we talked and and she was steering conversation to go "upstairs". I wasn't going up at 530, and blowing all my cash, so I said let's see how a couple dances go. We went over to the corner and waited for a few for better music. She proceeded to remove her string and was left with a tiny g-string! Very hot dances with all that skin. I was only going to get 2 dances but those tits hypnotized me! Ended up getting 5 for $100. Lots of contact, with no stated objections. Was seriously thinking about taking her upstairs but decided to take a break and eat. Told her to check on me in a bit. The buffet was open, got some salad and fried shrimp, the fresh fish was putting off a strange odor! Waited to see my girl but looked like somebody snatched her! Decide I'd come back later or next time. If I get back I think I'll snatch her up quick. Overall, decent time.

Years ago this was a go-to club when I was in Houston. Have not been in the club in a long time, was in the area with a couple of hours to kill and thought I would swing by. On the inside - didn't look much different. Biggest change was the upstairs area was bottle service to go up. When I frequented in the past, that was free game to roam around - could circle up one stairs then down on the other end. Near either stairs there were cubbyholes that offered quite a bit of privacy. And there was a separate Champange room back by the entrance up stairs. I didn't make it far enough with any dancer to scope out the Champagne room situation. Most of the dancers were in the 6 range - just a couple above that. One of the 7-8's was tied up with a reg - the other I got over to my table - no other way to say it - she smelled bad. I had flagged her as she was coming out of the dressing room - could detect a lack of hygiene when she got a few feet from the table. Backed out of that. Did get a dance from another couple of girls - both were pushing to go upstairs - but the numbers they were discussing were riduclous. A little bit of negotiation - but decided I wasn't that motivated - decided I would just go to St. James later. I will need to see some good reviews - or wait a while - before I go back. Maybe I just caught it on a bad day - but - kinda sucked!

For every good visit there must be one that brings the average back down and this was it. I arrived on a Monday night around 11pm. There was a $12 entry fee and drinks were $7. There were 10 - 15 girls around. The first chick was brought over to me by the waitress. She was a really cute brunette with nice boobs & black lingerie but no personality. Sits down and says she's tired because she's driven up from Mississippi and then, when she talks at all, tells me about how crappy the clubs in Houston are compared to Mississippi. Why is she here then? She then sits for a while checking her phone. She never told me her name & never asked for mine. Just goes to show that no matter how good a looker they are, there's no point if there is no personality or spark. Sat on my own for a bit as all the girls appeared to be occupied & then an older brunette comes up & starts talking. She had a personality but her appearance didn't turn my crank, especially after I got a look at her boobs when she went on stage. Decided to write the evening off & left with cash still in my pocket. No dances. If it wasn't my least enjoyable visit to a strip club, it was certainly up there with the worst.

Visited Centerfolds during off-peak hours (about 2 PM on a Saturday). It was dead inside. I might have been the only customer in the place. Worse yet, no dancers to be seen anywhere. Bored and disappointed, I decided to chug my drink and leave. About then a feminine voice behind me asked if I wanted some company. I turned around and saw an attractive mixed race girl. She was a just wee bit over fed but had a doll face. I would rate her a solid 7. I agreed to let her sit down with me. Almost immediately she sized me up and began the traditional titty bar under-the-table-leg-massage. Working ever farther up my thigh she asked if I was interested in having a few dances. While I considered her proposition the under-the-table leg-massage took a turn toward the obscene. My boredom dissipated and now suddenly filled with inspiration I replied, Sure!" She suggested that we should go upstairs to the VIP section. "What will that cost me?" I asked, my voice dripping with suspicion. "$350" she replied while maintaining eye contact designed to melt away any will power I had left. Considering that I had time to kill and that I had entered the club with my pants bulging with bad intentions and lots of cash, I agreed. After paying my VIP fee to the hostess, I followed my dancer cutie up the stairs to the darkest VIP section I had ever seen. She proceeded to the farthest, darkest corner and took her seat. I was about to take a seat beside her when she raised her hand like a traffic cop and said, "Wait! Before you sit down I have to know you're not a cop." "OK," I said, "I'm not a cop." I tried to take my seat but she persisted. "I have to KNOW you're not a cop." "I already said I'm not a cop." "I have to see your badge first." Now I was starting to get pissed off. I just parted with $350 to go upstairs with this woman only to discover she's a crackhead who doesn't make any sense when she opens her mouth. "They don't issue badges that say 'I'm not a cop' on them!" I said, my irritation showing. As I stood before her she remained seated calmly and insisted again, "First I have to see your badge." She held her hand out, palm up directly in front of my fly." Finally the lightbulb went off inside my head (it's only a 25 watt bulb). "Oh! This little bimbo thinks if I unzip and pull out my kielbasa it will prove that I'm not a cop!" I hesitated and looked around, checking if there was anyone else around who might see me exposing myself to this dancer. She immediately asked what I was worried about. First of all, she pointed out that we were alone. Secondly, it as so dark up there in the VIP room that even if we weren't alone it was unlikely anyone would see what I was doing. Lastly, she said most guys would jump at the chance to "let their pee pee come out for some fresh air!" Discounting the possibility that SHE might be a cop I chose to do something I'd never done before: I unzipped my pants and pulled my Oscar Mayer out for my dancer's inspection. She initially took my vital statistic between her thumb and forefinger, first inspecting one side then the other. "It's a nice badge," she said and then placing it into the palm of her other hand, gave it a couple of tender pats on its head. Then she exclaimed, "Oh look! Your badge is getting fluffier!" Sure enough, as she continued to hold it in her hands my badge got fluffier and fluffier. Within about a minute had gone right through the fluffy stage into full attention. I'm sure to go back. I wish I could remember her name. I hope she still works there.

Used to regularly visit the club on visits to Houston. First visit in a few years. The interior of the club is as run down and dirty as I remember, but plush clean seats are not the reasons that you visit this club. On the night I was there, there were about 10-12 girls working. My visit was a little earlier than the late nights that I have typically visited. There was not much action on stage, as usual. The draw of this place is the lap dances and the private dances upstairs. I did not visit upstairs during this visit, but based on what some of the girls were telling me it seems that the best times in the club are still to be had upstairs. I got a couple of couch dances from this latin hottie and a redhead. Both of them tried to outdo the other. Despite the tired appearance when you walk in, this place is still a good one to have fun.

I visited late in the evening on a Wednesday night. The interior of the club is a little dated, and feels a touch run down. As it was late on a Wednesday, there were a lot of girls and not a lot of patrons. Immediately upon entering I was approached by a girl who took me to the bar, without giving me a chance to say no. There were 3 or 4 other girls waiting at the door to do the same thing to other new guests. Perhaps it was because it was late on a slow night, but I definitely found it a little off putting. Once at the bar the girl I was with - who was very hot, so no complaints about having her forced on me - kept trying to get me to get dances with her and other girls in addition. It was definitely one of the pusher clubs I have been to. After saying no to multiple girls a number of times, we went to the private area for a few dances. They were very hot, lots of contact, her putting my hands on to her, etc. we ended up going upstairs for a half hour session, which I found fairly expensive - I believe it was $650 or so. It wasn't as private an area as I would have preferred, but we were left well enough alone. Once it began, I have to say, it was amazing. No holds barred. And she was very into it. Overall it was a great night and I would go back - I think the place is definitely a little expensive for what it is, and the girls are super pushy. But there are a lot of them, they are all hot, and they are down for most anything.

I'm from la so I usually go to synn in coi but I was in Texas for the holidays and I wanted to see some titties. I ended up coming here on a Friday night. For the building. It was pretty nice. I'm used to places falling apart and all shady. But this place was nice being that it wasn't a dejavu or rhino. Girl wise. There's a lot of different types. No 10s but a couple solid 8s. Everyone seemed enhanced tho. I want natural girls. I ended getting a VIP with Jessica. Latina. She grinded really well. Actually one of the best. I felt like exploding towards the end. So we went for the VIP. And she took out Jr. She gave me a bbbj and let me finish in her mouth and she swallowed. Cost me $400. But well worth it. My gf never wants to suck me off. So I usually have to pay stroppers to do it. Overall. If I'm ever in Texas again. I'll go back for sure.