Comments by caskel

If you are only trying to choose between those two clubs, don't. Go to both. They are literally 100 yards apart on the same street. You can easily finish a beer at both clubs in less than a hour. Dollies is cheaper, Blondies has more privacy. IME both clubs are about the same ethnicity. 70% to 80% AA. Go to Dollies first, have a $5 beer, if you don't see anything you like, or get the offer you seek, move down the road to Blondies.

Several factors to consider, really depends on exactly what your looking for and what time of day. Fuji, Sun, and Tokyo will all get the job done. Most likely thin, mid forties, Asian masseuse, private room, some haggling, table shower is nice. Centreville is probably the most remote of all the club towns. For overall value, It's hard to leave Dollies without a $50- $60 dollar bj. Downside is the quality of dancer and the booth consists of a barely padded chair in a half - wall stall. Not kidding, you can watch people play pool while receiving your 'dance.' Blondies is a good choice for more privacy. $30- $40 to the house buys you a small room with a couch and a locking door. Prices for the 'dance' are negotiated with your dancer. Talent can be hit or miss. I have been to both of these clubs several times, but not after sundown. After sundown in Washington Park is better served by Scarletts or the Hustler club. Both are well lit parking lots with some visible security. Dancer quality at these two clubs is probably the best in the metro area. (My opinions are of course subjective.) Extras may be scarce, that of course depends on your game and how busy the dancers are. In all my ventures to these areas over the last fifteen years, I have never seen an IED or an AK on the street corner. Yes he is exaggerating and probably hiding in his basement. Full disclosure, several years ago, I did have my truck broken into once in the middle of the afternoon in full view of 'Hollywood security.' If you give more specifics, I can likely get you better info.

@BHoF, yes it's an original. Wrote it on a legal pad at lunch one day about a year ago. Background: The subject of my opus left the biz about a year ago. I have not seen or spoken with her since. Left her a message on her birthday. It's coming up in about a month which is what triggered the posting. @Daddillac: Damn. Just looked up a few of your posts on the subject. Didn't recall those discussions. I am not on the same planet as you in regards to a money toilet flush. I think I'll run for office in a new category, Emotionally Scarred Pathetic Loser. Call ESCaPe for short.

There's a downtown restaurant in my area that is the definition of 'Breasturant.' The wait staff wears only body paint on their torso with booty shorts or bikini bottoms. I try to get in there for lunch a couple times a month. The food is surprisingly good.

Some of these names are on the obscure side and show my age as well as theirs. Have no idea what they look like now but at their prime. Laura San Giancomo Paula Marshall Paige Turco Sarah Shahi Tamala Jones Even my own personal tastes are all over the map.

Thanks for the props. The whole original post seemed sketchy. There are no clubs in 'ESL.' Seemed like he really didn't know where his girlfriend was selling her wares and needed to be as general as possible. The 'Sadie' I met was in Brooklyn as mentioned in my post. You and Deuce mention WP. I can't recall for sure but it's possible I've met 'Sadies' in Centerville and Sauget as well. So... to the original poster, If you really want to know how many guys are boning or not boning your girl, Be more specific.

I saw a dancer working out at my gym. We had had brief conversations in the club but nothing else. She was working out with a friend so I didn't want to be the douche that calls to her by her stripper name. I gave her a little sideways head nod and a wink when her friend wasn't looking and she gave me a quick wave. Next time I saw her in the club, she told me her real name so I wouldn't have to call her "Destiny" in the gym. She seemed very appreciative that I respected the club v gym boundaries. Since my atf wasn't at the club that day, we did some super hot dances. I have since seen her at the gym and the club a few more times after that. One of the last times I saw her at the club we traded phone numbers but I haven't seen her since. My suspicion is that she is now someone's sb.

If you are worried about your stripper girlfriend, stop the weed smoking and video game playing, get off your ass, get a job and help with the bills. Maybe then she wouldn't be working as a stripper and you wouldn't be worried about the service I may or may not have received from her in Brooklyn. If she's not your girlfriend, my apologies. Maybe had you contributed, discussed, articled, or reviewed more than zero before asking about a specific dancer it wouldn't look so suspicious.

Small correction for TT. McCaskill was elected on her own. You're thinking of Jean Carnahan who was named to replace her husband Mel. Mel Carnahan died in a plane crash 3 days before the election and was elected posthumously. Disclaimer: I did vote for McCaskill but wouldn't call myself an ardent supporter. I am absolutely opposed to human trafficking but don't believe this bill will have any effect whatsoever.

Being married or having a longterm gf is not automatically "easy pussy." When I first read your post I sort of skipped over the last line thinking to myself, "that guy's not married." After a re-read confirmed yes, single. Having been married for more than 1 decade, I can say definitively, there is no easy pussy in marriage. There are cycles where you get more action and then no action. All relationships require balance between emotional and physical needs. It can be a circus act trying to keep all the juggling balls from hitting the floor. I have been going to clubs for several years without my wife knowing. I go as an escape from the monotony of everyday life. It is fantasy, I am not 'hooking up' with any dancers. I get to have a drink and have a hot young thing pretend she's interested.

Occasionally I'll go clubbing with a black friend of mine from college. He never had a steady favorite dancer. When the dancers invariably ask his name, he almost always answered, "Lewis Hamilton." (Multi - time F1 Racing champion with about $40 million annual salary.) Most dancers don't know who that is. I warned him, as soon as some dancer knows that name, you may have a problem. Sure enough, some dancer called him on his shit and became his steady. At least they have one common interest outside the club.

I'm with Larry. I'm not usually listening to the music anyway when there are ass and tits in my face. I'm going for value. Ultimate three song set, original uncut versions of: Stairway to Heaven American Pie Paradise by the Dashboard Lights

Have been thinking the same thing as TT and Dom for a few days now. As a PL of course I've enjoyed the women's gymnastics, but why are we waiting 3 - 5 minutes to see their scores posted? The event happened hours ago, by the time it airs, we all know who won anyway. If nothing else, it cuts into the number of puff pieces they could be running while waiting for the score. (sarcasm) My other question, Why do they keep showing the medal ceremonies? We've all heard the song, I'd rather watch more of the actual events than see Phelps mouthing the wrong words to the anthem for the N th time. Guess NBC has decided they can't compete with the youtube, twitter, and other anti-social media. Might as well broadcast an overproduced highlight package for 4 hours every night.

The only time I really remember a 'Best' comment from a dancer was one dancer referring to another. "Her bj's are the best because she takes out her teeth first/"

"And I want to be a vegetarian because I love children."

It did strike me funny once. At the same club there was like five dancers named after cities in Texas. Austin, Dallas, Houston, Tyler, Victoria. Felt sorry for the girl named Plano. Always thought there should have been a black dancer called Brownsville.

"Guess there was more emotional attachment than I realized. Or I'm still somewhat in shock. " Most likely both. For the record, I'm not a psychiatrist, nor do I play one on TV. You are likely hit with the realization that you cared for her more than you admitted to yourself along with a sudden sense of mortality that you weren't thinking about in the days prior to the accident. Although not your exact scenario, I have been through some sudden losses. Hopefully, writing your post has given you an outlet, given you some comfort. If you're willing to post something so personal to the bozos on this list, I suggest going one step further. Write a letter to your friend. Not typing into a computer, I'm talking old school, pen and notepad. Be honest with yourself, tell her how you really felt about her, how happy she made you, how much you'll miss her. Tell her all the things you would say if you knew you would never see her again. Put her name on an envelope and seal it up. The next step is up to you. Place it on her grave, put it in a lock box, or burn it on your back deck while toasting her with her (or your) favorite beverage. Everyone grieves differently, there is no wrong or right way. These are suggestions only, not a blueprint for recovery. Hope this helps. For the rest of you: Sorry for the deep thoughts posted to a shallow board.

Thanks Shadow. Major screw up on my part. Bottom's Up is where I went after not getting into Roxy's. Can this review be moved or does it need to be deleted and reposted?

No idea. Blondies was not really my 'go to' spot. I doubt I would have recognized any of the dancers at any other club. The particular dancer that I did recognize had perhaps the largest natural boobs that I have ever handled. She was up the street at cheeks. She did not mention the whereabouts of any other dancer.