For the Strip Club enthusiast, a...

For the Strip Club enthusiast, a trip to Treasures is a "must". It is also a lot like sticking a fork into an electrical outlet - it's an experience, but you just have to wonder why you did it...

I went to Treasures on a recent Sunday evening and found myself greeted (my pocket already lighter from the valet parking), placed into a chair of the hostess' choosing, and immediately adhered to by two very attractive blondes (a 7 and an 8).

I discovered that most of the girls there buy their way out of dancing (because they hate it); that they really wonder about a guy who chooses not to drink alcoholic beverages on a trip to Treasures (unusual for me, but I wanted to soak in the whole experience); and, that their sole purpose in life is to whisk a man into the VIP Lounge at whatever amount of money they can negotiate (figure on $1000). I also discovered that these girls were entirely too willing to discuss their parents' and their own arrest records - YIKES!

Free of my first two potential dates, I then had the opportunity to meet "Moonbeam", who told me about alien visitations to Earth while she gave me the time-honored "Treasures Handshake". Even though she was talented, and even though she was VERY negotiable on the cost of finishing the job, I chose to allow myself to continue to look like the monoliths on Easter Island and moved on.

The winner of the evening was "Ace", a very pretty, ostensibly normal, and highly talented woman with whom I had a short but meaningful relationship in the Library at a much smaller amount than the VIP Lounge would have demanded.