What a strange place this is....

What a strange place this is. It's like a cross between a strip club and a circus sideshow.

The customers are an older crowd and seemed to range from lower-blue-collar to almost-street-person. My guess is its been decades since anyone wearing a necktie has stepped foot inside. When I got there, there were probably 10 customers, but as happy hour wound down, we got down to about half that.

The girls are friendly and there were quite a few of them around when I was there (about 6 until about 7:30 p.m.). Most of those girls were not welcome on my lap, though. Most of them weren't attractive. Call me picky, but missing teeth really lower the hotness factor when I'm evaluating dancers. That was enough to disqualify several. Others were just too old and/or too big and/or too homely. (At no point while I was there did a dancer get up on stage. That was fine with me.)

There were two that made it worth hanging around for a while, though -- a youngish brunette named Nikki and a 30-ish blond whose name I didn't catch. Both were refreshingly petite, on the cute side, and definitely hands on. Nikki had a very nice technique that involved pulling my shirt up a bit and rubbing her nice round tits on my bare skin. The blond had the perfect touch with her grind -- slow, good intensity, but not crushing. All of that took place at the bar, not even in the VIP.

You will get lots of invitations to the VIP, which was occupied a few times while I was there. They're not really annoying about it, but they are kind of persisent. If you say no thanks, they're fine with it, but if you leave any impression that you could be talked into it, they'll keep asking. It would take a braver man than me to partake. With so many skanks and scruffy customers running around, I don't think I'd trust the VIP here. Not even with the two desirable ones. I think maybe I'm just not the lustily adventurous type.