Reviews

Centerfolds has always been a bit of a conundrum to me. It looks and smells like a dive. In all candor, it is a dive! Your primary care physician might even recommend a shot of…

I recently rediscovered Cover Girls (yes, I realize this review is supposed to be about Glamour Girls), and was on my way back for a more deeply penetrating forensic assessment of that club. I was…

I got into “one of those moods” again yesterday and decided to try out a new place. So I headed to Cover Girls.

Turns out this “new place” is really ancient!

Upon arriving I realized that I…

Not everyone likes Chicas Locas but a few people do.

That anyone likes Chicas Locas is the part that I just don’t get.

I keep coming back once every month or two because I keep…

On Wednesday of last week I suddenly found myself again in one of those moods where I become absolutely desperate to be desplooginated by a delightful young woman who I barely know.

Fortunately the Astros…

I had a resoundingly good time on my recent visit to The Men’s Club. I have generally not been a big fan of The Men’s Club because I have regarded it as too genteel.…

Centerfolds is a reliable venue where, if you’re not too picky about your companion, you can reliably get most anything your filthy little heart desires. When you walk in to Centerfolds, you are immediately…

Treasures has had its ups and downs (and, I suspect, more than its share of ins and outs). There was a time when Treasures was the go to place for Houston perverts. Then…

Like any sensible, God-fearing pervert, I frequent those dens of depravity euphemistically referred to as “gentlemen’s clubs” for the sole purpose of getting exquisitely close (and sometimes into) gorgeous young women who outwardly appear to…

The world of strip clubs, strippers and desploogination service professionals is simultaneously sordid, repelling and addictive.

At least it is for me.

I know better than to go into these dirty dens of depravity but,…

On a couple of prior visits to Treasures I spotted a dancer who seemed to be what my wet dreams are made of - a thin, taut-bodied brown goddess who appeared to be a mix…

My tumor must be acting up again. I put up with reality as long as I could on Thursday before seeking release from my inner demons.

I have rarely been to Splendor, but had reason…