I turned off I-65, knowing what...

I turned off I-65, knowing what was ahead, because I had visited the Hugger a few years ago.

It was a mid week eve and I immediately knew that I was going to once again leave happy.

I sat closer to the wall, where the dances take place, rather than the bar, although there

were a half dozen babes hovering at the bar. I guess I am really a voyeur at heart.

Watching the girls doing their privates rather than the stage, I saw a couple in particular