I happened to spot scruples on...

I happened to spot scruples on my way home from a long trip to DC. I stopped on a whim and decided to roll the dice and see what it was like. I've regretted it ever since. I don't usually like to rip a club, but this place was terrible. Where do I start? First off, there is heavy smoking. Don't go here if you don't have a change of clothes. It had to hold my shirt out the window for 80 miles to reduce the stench. Secondly bring a stack of singles. The club is pretty much a dollar-train of girles walking around collecting two dollars from each patron around the bar. Speaking of which, the "club" is bscially a large bar filling the room with two poles placed inside on either end of the bar. There is usually a girl "dancing" on each pole for 30 minutes before making her rounds (2 dollar tips) and moving to the other pole and then repeating. All the while, two other girls are making the rounds. So, you pretty much hemmorage singles upwards to $30-$40/hour in just tipping. It wouldn't be that bad if the girls came around to your seat and made nice, rather they simply walk around and bascially hold out their hand for the two bucks. They usually let you put it between their breasts or in their panty strap, but touching or reciprication. All this while dodging the busy bartenders and leaning over beer taps, trashcans, and ice machines to collect their tips. You can't avoid train either unless you are willing to play pool or stand there like a douchebag. There are no places to sit other than the bar.

Before I continue, I should say that the girls were, for the most part, attractive and nice. One girl, Sean, was a beautiful brunette (looked Greek to me) with the best set of natural breasts I've ever seen. Seriously. If it were'nt for her, I would have left very early on. However, I knew I could leave with getting my hands of those perfect, enormous tits. So, I asked her early on for a dance. She said no problem and it would be just a few mintues. 45 mintues later she finishe her set and told me to wait. She went downstairs (not with another patron BTW) and emerged 30 mintues later only to get another hour long set. I kept trying to catch her eye but she would look everywhere but me it would seem. Towards the end of her set I finally got her attention only to find out she was leaving and probably wouldn't be able to do it if I had to leave. It was getting really late and I needed to go, but couldn't leave defeated. So, I told her I could wait if she didn't mind. Well, naturally, the VIP room was filled shen she was finished, but she kindly waited until it opened up 30 mintues later.

Once in the room, I was happy to find separate rooms with doors and comfortable couches. I wasn't happy to find a prominent camera aimed at me in the relatively well-lit room. I learned quickly there was no-touching whatsoever. She did a passable grind, but honestly if it wasn't for her tits it would have been a big dud. I'm thankful for her breasts, but it wasn't worth the aggrevation of waiting, bleeding nearly $100 dollars on the "train" and being saturated with smoke.