Wow, can't believe that my last...

Wow, can't believe that my last review for this place was over three years ago. This makes sense because that was the last time I visited. Walking in at about 7:45 on a Sunday night seemed almost surreal. This was my old stomping grounds when I was a frequent visitor here back in the mid-90's. Other than some new upholstery and the cocktail tables brought over from the now-defunct Hawai'i Theater, the place hadn't changed much at all. I took a seat at a table in the back where the two rows of tables used to be and took it all in for a moment until the drink server caught up to me asking what I wanted to drink.

I must have caught the shift change because there weren't that many girls there. The few that were didn't approach me right away either. I must have been putting out the cop vibe again because of my haircut just a few hours earlier. Those girls who know me well clearly know that I am not. I was finally approached by Aidan (sp?) who was an older white dancer with blonde hair and a decent-sized rack. Very friendly so I asked her to sit and bought her the typical overpriced, undersized drink. She was cool. Told her that I hadn't been here for a while so she gave me a lowdown on the joint. Turns out that the 5-dance minimum in the back of the VIP area is no more. All of the VIP rooms are 3-dance minimum regardless of which room is used. Aidan also used to work at HT and went by Peyton. I did not end up getting a dance from her but appreciated the conversation.

No dancer caught my eye for the 90 minutes that I was there. Maybe one by the name of Selena. Tall, thin latina with amazing body lines. As thin as she was, she was wearing a bikini easily two sizes too small for her. That was hot as her kooka was fighting its way out of those teeny-weeny bikini bottoms. She went on stage when I arrived and she was on stage again when I left. Hot chick.