This was my first strip club...

This was my first strip club experience (though now that I'm a dancer, I have a lot to compare it to). Myself, my boyfriend and two other couples went together on "couples night" on a rainy Saturday. I don't remember the exact price of admission, something over $10, but it included two drink tickets for the juice and soda bar (it's better to think of it that way than think you're paying $8 for a glass of Diet Coke). The club was PACKED. The six of us would have preferred a table along the perimeter, but they were all full. We lingered until four or so seats cleared out from the tip rail. At that point, we spiked our sodas with Maker's 46 from a flask we'd brought in. Not exactly secretly and no one told us not to. The dancer's were all pretty sexy, and I only counted a few bellies that had recently borne children. Far too many generic-looking Hispanic girls, though, and maybe only one or two blondes. I never saw a dancer twice, so there must have been a ton of them working that night. There seemed to be two main stages, where the dancers got fully nude very quickly, and pole tricks were emphasized. There was also a lot of spreading out on hands-and-knees and thrusting. After a dancer was done, she'd walk the moat around the stage asking for tips. Our group only got approached by one dancer (now I understand that groups of couple are usually a waste of time...). She had an eastern European accent, a nice body, but slightly gnarly teeth. She started her flirtation with my boyfriend, putting it on very heavy, then admitted she was picking on him because she thought he was gay (ouch! I love you, baby). It was kind of sexy for me to see him get hustled because he got super clingy on me afterwards. We passed her off on our single friend, who is a little more vulnerable. He liked the accent, but would have preferred someone fatter and older, but he's just weird. She said something convincing to him, because they disappeared for a LONG time to some back room. He said it put him out $200, and she encouraged a lot of touching, but wouldn't say much besides that. At one point, my friend and I went to the restroom and discovered that the ladies restroom is also the dressing room! Surprise! It was weird to be behind the scenes like that, and the girls did not seem pleased for us to be there. There was a house mom cutting up fruit and had a full spread on a fold-out table. In the restroom... but still. After we left, our single friend that had been in VIP realized he'd left his phone. He went back to get it, and the eastern European girl had it for him. I thought that was an honest gesture.

Other than that... the club was very far from civilization (my friends live downtown), and it was in a rather sketchy strip center with a tiny parking lot. I'd go back. Helluva lot better than fully nude clubs in Austin Texas!