I am an OLD boy from...

I am an OLD boy from Georgia, and I've been to a lot of strip clubs, even back in the day, the '70's, before all these "no touchy" and "juice bar" rules came in. In fact, here in Augusta, we had the locally famous "Rebel Room" in the old Shirley Hotel, where you watched them dance on the ground floor, and then took them upstairs to a room in the ancient hotel, where you got a lot more than a lap dance. The Age of Consent was 14 then, and dancers could be 16. Anyhow, aside from The Old Rebel Room, Daydreams in Philadelphia has got to be the most fantastic strip club this old rebel has ever visited. Every girl, except maybe one, was a vision of beauty. My favourite was "Luscious"(real name Barbie), whom I'd like to marry in the next life, or in this life, if she's into old guys with a few bucks. She's a cute, little, bubble-butt blonde, who gave me a couple of lap dances in the VIP room that I'm still dreaming about a couple of weeks later. They're $20.00, and they like a little $5.00 tip. Too bad there's a not-too-attentive husky chaperone over in the corner of the room. Get there at opening time, 7:00 PM, and you'll have the room almost to yourself, but heck, nobody's looking at anybody else, and the chaperone takes breaks. I had a few other lap dances, but "Luscious" knew how to find that spot and grind. Next time, I'll wear thinner pants, but two dances at a time from her were all I could take. She first got my attention when I was sitting at the stage watching a girl dance. She came over and asked me if I wanted a "motorboat." A what? She said, "Fold a dollar longways and put it between your teeth." She then but her breasts around my face and shook them back and forth rapidly, making the sound of a motorboat. With the dollar still clenched between my teeth, and her breats still around my head, she said, "Now you do it." So I shook my head violently between her breasts, making the sound of a motorboat. Then she took the dollar. Then I wanted more. During our lap dances later on, she gave me several "motorboats," sans the dollar bill. I kissed her there each time, which made her giggle. She was about 25. This is a clean, well-appointed club, in a relatively safe area of an otherwise scary city. It's a little hard to find, but if you know the area, take State Road to Unruh Street, and there it is in a factory district. Unless you're into raucous partying, I'd go early, so you can park in their fenced-in lot. They have lots of friendy, but tough, security guards out there to watch your car. I'm told that if you go late, you might have to park on the street. During the lap dances, you can touch anyplace but "downstairs or the twins," but if you get the right girl, you will have the twins brushing your face, and you will be aware of downstairs. They do cover your lap with a little scarf. Some girls use a larger one than others.