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I found myself in Portland without anything to do on a sunny day - well, I could have gone to the zoo, but I didn't. Instead I stopped in at the Dolphin II. It was quiet, but I expected that on a weekday early afternoon. There were a few customers at the bar and one dancer on the center stage. It wasn't fancy, but it was clean. The beer selection wasn't great, but I didn't come to sip ales. There were only a couple girls working at that time and the pretty blonde dancing on stage was just collecting her singles that were scattered at the stage. After getting my beer, I went to the stage and took out my dollar bills. A brunette with a fantastic body began her routine. She didn't have a beautiful face, kind of plain actually. Did I mention she had a marvelous body? I was mesmerized. Her stage presence was spectacular making plenty of eye contact and teasing smiles. The George Washington faced bills I was handing out became bills with Abe's face and her dancing became more suggestive. She did some pretty fun things with a pearl necklace (think she was being suggestive?) and I was putty in her hands. When she finished her set, she asked if I would like a private dance. I nodded my head because it was hard to talk with my tongue hanging out. I bought three songs for $100, paying at a station that is just before the room with the private stalls. I sat on a couch as she pulled closed the sheer curtains (blocking peering eyes, but not complete privacy). The dance was exactly what I like. Lots of touching, lots of suggestion, some kissing, some mutual touches, a little fumbling gropes on my part and some petting. Since I have no self control, I have learned to bring only a couple hundred in cash and leave my cards at the hotel. I was cursing myself for my forced control after a few dances with this siren. I would have stayed a whole lot longer if I hadn't forced myself to ration. I left the club satisfied and looking forward to another visit when I get back in town.

I was in Buffalo for a couple weeks on a project and one of the men at the site suggested I make a trip over the border to attend the “Canadian Ballet”. So I did. I followed my GPS’s directions to Private Eyes and walked into the bar. It is a bit run-down and has kind of a small town bar feel to it. That works well for me. There was no one dancing on the stage, about five ladies sprinkled about the place, and only a few patrons - quite understandable for a Saturday afternoon. I saddled up to the bar, ordered my beer, and was pleasantly surprised with the favorable exchange rate – as I got back more change (in Canadian) than the $100 U.S. I put down. The ladies there this day were not girls. They all looked to be in their mid-30s to early-40s. That is more than o.k. with me; because they were all looked great to these old eyes. I was trying to get the attention of a sexy blonde lady when a pretty ebony woman sat next to me. She was a great conversationalist and it wasn’t long until I followed her beautiful butt into the back room to enjoy the ballet. The full-friction dance was fantastic! This beautiful lady had me tied up in knots. She stripped down to nuttin’ and allowed my hands to roam freely – which they did. There was kissing and groping and grinding and a whole lot of fun. I will definitely come back to this place when I find myself in the area again.

I found myself in the area while on business; I had an afternoon to kill and was left with a dilemma: head to the hotel and watch daytime TV or find myself a strip club. I went to Taboo. And I am glad I did. The layout of the club is typical of strip clubs in the area. The bar wraps around a large central stage that has two poles on either side. 2-3 girls dance on the stage at a time and then follow their 3-song routine with a parade around the stage to give patrons a chance to slide a dollar bill in between proffered breasts. There was a lunch special which I didn't take advantage of because I had just eaten -food looked good, though. The girls were pretty and of all types. Hispanic, Russian, African-American, Jersey girls.... it was all here. I spent a few hours enjoying myself. The girls would come around to sit for a few minutes. Most were pleasant company and I accepted/requested a few lap dances. I got a dance that I will always remember from a beautiful Hispanic girl - she had everything a stripper can have: gorgeous face, big thirties, a butt that demands to be watched and fondled, and a full friction dance that stripped all cohesive thought from my brain. I also got a dance from a beautiful brunette that is already fading from my memory. All-in-all a good club and I am glad I went.