Same story, third verse. Cutie-Pie was...

Same story, third verse. Cutie-Pie was a hot girl, lithe and lean like I like 'em, so I took her back. Things are perfunctory here, but satisfying and not (in my experience) bait-and-switch. There was an odd interlude when all dancers were called to the dressing room and all customers had to move up to the front row of seats. I felt uncomfortable during this episode, because (as the only white guy in the whole place) I was made a real spectacle, especially by some "local toughs" who thought it might be cool to try to intimidate me by talking about me behind my back loud enough that I was supposed to be able to hear but not loud enough that they were acting like they wanted me to hear. I chuckled it off for a while, but the interlude stretched interminably. I got a drink, went to the potty, chatted with standing people, got hustled back to my seat, etc. etc. If someone was going to stick a shivv in my ribs ever in my life, that was the time. I survived, probably more because the kids were all-bark-no-bite, but even the bark in a club like this is damned threatening. I was glad to see the girls return. Tough club, be on your guard, but you can get what you came for.