My kind of club. I was...

My kind of club. I was in town on business, and had to arrive on Super Bowl Sunday. Decided on the spur of the moment to visit, and when I walked in around 5 pm, it reminded me a lot of some of th eblue collar clubs I was used to in Michigan. There were about 10 dancers working (I think they expected good money from football fans.) I left for a minute and when I came back in, I walked right by Desiree. Hot! I told her I was sorry I missed tipping her floor show, and she said no problem, you want to go to VIP? Silly girl. VIP here is $25 a song, no charge for the room. (A bargain compared to Atlanta.) Desiree didn't work like others I have seen who try to give you just enough to keep you back there for 10 songs. She basically treated me like some kind of gymnastic apparatus. It was great. I'll be back before I leave town on Wedenesday.