I stopped by on my way...

I stopped by on my way to the I-10/beltway 8 area for a class for work on Monday morning. I got in around 5:30 and there were only ~10-12 dancers working and around 20 customers. On Sunday they had the bar open to the left as you walk in with girls dancing on the main stage only. The upstairs section was roped off so I didn't get to take a look up there. I took a seat close to the bar next to the entrance to the dressing room and watched the the stage show. The girls I saw on stage didn't seem to enthused (I'm guessing the small crowd that early in the day on Sunday wasn't very lucrative for stage performers).

The first girl to approach me was ~30 years old from Mexico with an OK face and a banging body with nice man mades. She suggested we move further back from the stage so we could talk. She shot the bull with me for a few minutes before she hit me up for a dance. We made our way to one of the cubicles and she blocked the door with a chair. I took my seat and she stripped down to her thong and sat in my lap until the next song started. She gave a great dance and concentrated on putting those lovely tits in my face. She also stroked and rubbed Mr. Happy though my pants throughout the dances. No offer of extras but I really didn't ask either. We did three dances at 20 a pop and I had to call it quits before my night ended very early. I went back stage side and watched a stage performance before the next dancer hit me up.

She was a early 20's short brunette spinner type with a fishnet shirt on and several tats. She made no effort at any conversation and hit me with the "wanna dance?" As there wasn't much girl traffic I figured, why not, this could be interesting. We made our way to a room and she started her dance immediately during the middle of a song. She opened the buttons on my shirt and pinched on my nips a little while showing off her kitty. She asked if I wanted to be "naughty." She made me an offer (which I wouldn't except anyway, Mr. Happy stays in the pants b/c a SO) for $500 dollars for "everything." I laughed, gave her a twenty for the song and left the room. I resumed my stageside watch and Ms. $500 was next on stage. She ignored me throughout needless to say.