Comments by Manuellabore (page 19)

It's a turnoff for me but not a dealbreaker if the rest of the pieces are in place.

Fortunately, this is a conundrum I will never face.

Maybe June Cleaver can help here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GxQXSfJu8SA

People like to brag about how cheap they’re getting FS. I’m probably a sucker, but $300 all in (tip plus club fee) for FS is a pretty good deal for a Phila SC, IMO. I’ve been to some shitholes in north jersey and CT where it’s cheaper, but the places lack even the ambience of PO

^shadowcat^ sorta like cheating on yourself I’m sinister. None of my siblings, parents or offspring are, although a daughter might have been if she hadn’t fallen out of a shopping cart on mom’s watch and broke her left arm at a tender age. I do everything left except bat, golf (which I only did as a kid) and shoot a long gun, probably because I learned those things from righty peers. Plus, who needs a cartridge ejecting across your face?

Cheerleaders location is no more or less dangerous than anywhere else. Oasis and Sin City are in the city and arguably more remote

Maya wasn’t working then?

“1 Franklin Square” works like a charm on Google Maps and with Uber. This reads like a mashup of ChatGPT/ESL/mental disorder. I stopped reading closely after the “mandatory $5 tip on the first drink” lie

A dancer I still see regularly used to do that. Based on other things she did, it was clearly a precaution against her getting caught “pants down” by management. It took two visits before I realized I was waking up the next day with low level friction burns along one side of my dick and we made adjustments.

I mentally update my to-do list for work until the song is over

A couple weeks ago, a wise TUSCLer gave the following advice in a comment on another Discussion topic: "Don't go to the SC when you're in a bad mood". That advice resonated with me, and I'm trying to take it too heart. I realized that, too often, I was hitting the clubs in a desire to "cheer myself up". That can and did lead to impulsively wasting time and money trying to make a fun experience happen, rather than just going with the flow and seeing what happens. Since OP's raison d'etre is avoiding wasting time, maybe that advice would help him too. That rule could apply equally well to going to the club when you are peeved, or, leaving the club when you get peeved. If you're out on your lunch hour (just after opening is dead time in most clubs anyway, unless you have a preaaranged meetup) take in some fresh air and sunshine. Or, find a club that plays live music that you like. I appreciate the social nicety of a dancer yo haven't met introducing herself by her made-up name before asking about a dance, but I've had a number of satisfying, whirlwind FS "romances" where I never caught the dancer's name, or at least not until after the deed is done. In assessing whether or not you are going to vibe with a dancer you've never met, her fake name is among the least useful pieces on information she can impart. The "gown vs. non-gown" question is worthy of a separate discussion topic. While it is not necessarily high on my list of factors to consider in selecting a club, I prefer the "gown" regime all else being equal. It gives you a better sense of what the dancer might look like if you encountered her outside the club, and can allow you to temporarily take your mind out of the pay-for-pay environment when not every woman is traipsing around in lingerie. It's not that lingerie doesn't have its attractive qualities as well, but the dancers are pretty adept at slipping in and out of those dresses as needed.

That's a long, detailed list. This is supposed to be a fun activity.

^^funonthaside^^ The problem is mentioning the performer's name. It adds nothing to this review

The extensive reviews on this club rarely add much value. There are few fresh takes, which is understandable. The same women. The same predictable outcomes. Some upcharge, some don't expect a tip at all, but you can figure that out by looking back at a handful of reviews. I'm not looking for HJs when I hit the SCs, and this place is way less convenient for me than the clubs in Philadelphia. You can get a HJ in those clubs if you're willing to pay considerably more than PH, but yo can also get extras that PH doesn't offer. I used to detour to PH when I was on my way back from points north and I was in a grumpy mood, but a wise monger advised on one of the discussion boards that you shouldn't go to a SC when in a bad mood and I'm trying to tske that advice to heart.

Good review. Informative and clever

^^tuscl66^^ No worries about finding a cleaning crew at Delilah's Manville

If I'm there in the moment I power through it that one time, but that's it. If she reaches out after, I'll give intentionally lame explanations for begging off until she stops asking.

Same here. Time is money

^^Hilarious how some people can ascribe a “left vs. right” take to anything and everything. Anywho, I’m planning to check this place out Monday afternoon after I finish some business in the area. Glad I’m making it in before the crackdown

Sunset Strip in upstate NY has porn playing in the VIP room. Also has a mirror on the wall at floor level.

Nice review of a fun place. There is no VIP. Other reviewers have mentioned OTC options. That would be something worth considering but I don't know how I'd pull it off since I don't speak or understand a lick of Portuguese. The language barrier doesn't interfere with having low-key fun in the LD room, though.

It stands to reason that dancers who don't do extras like having customers around who don't ask for extras (whether because it isn't in line with their morals, or they "have an ego", are too broke, or whatever), because those guys are going to be the non-extra dancer's customer base. I doubt dancers who are open to extras are going to prefer spending time with guys who don't ask for extras unless those guys are tipping the equivalent of what the dancer gets for extras. This isn't a hobby or a social activity for the dancers.

A former public defender once told me that the best way to beat a prostitution rap is to record the encounter on your phone. Then you can claim to be a movie producer working with a paid artist. Sounds too cute by half but the guy was a criminal lawyer and I'm not

I've got no need for a spank bank. I'm assuming I've got a limited number of ejaculations left in me, and I want them to be in a woman or at least at a woman's hand

The Free Market in action.