I stopped by in mid January...

I stopped by in mid January on a Friday afternoon, shortly after they opened--probably 1230 or so. Bristol continues to be surprisingly busy during the afternoons, although maybe it was only because it was a Friday. For some reason I always expect dancers to be late for the "day shift" or generally skip it if they ca, but Bristol continues to surprise me at aroound 1-130 (or likely because the 3rd or 4th patron showed up) the ladies started their rotation.

I was sitting next to a little thicker burnette. Not chunky, but probably could have afforded to lose 5-10 pounds. She was pretty quiet and distracted and I wrote her off earlier, but she was in a red corset and boots, and was well tanned and when we started finally talking she asked me for a dance and my little head took over. I ended up being pleasantly surprised, she gave an excellent grind and left me well satisfied after only the 2nd song. She didn't even mind when I took a firm hold of her ass and legs to encourage her and guide her along.

I got up to leave, surprised that my stop for a beer or two and been so productive, walked outside adjusted my shirt - and saw that fucking stupid brown fake tan shit all over my khakis. I mean what-the-fuck. I should have known that the tan was fake, but I don't get how some of these girls think it should be ok to make have to carry an extra damn pair of pants in the car.