This review is for April 27,...

This review is for April 27, after 5pm. Unfortunately, it was still dayshift and the girls were not as hot as Mons Venus is known for, but still decent. The few girls that were there were very pushy as soon as you stepped in, no doubt because of the extreme dearth of customers. Of the two other patrons that were this early evening, one looked like a latino wannabe thug, very overweight, and extremely drunk. Normally, this would not be important except that on this day, this guy decided to get on stage and start dancing. Unreal!

If that were not bad enough, the first girl I decided to get a dance from, an older blonde with droopy boltons (which she actually referred to as "perfect") watched this guy dance the entire time she was dancing for me. She barely moved and spent most of the time talking about and laughing at the fat idiot on stage. Needless to say, her contact-less dance royally sucked. That was a quick $25 down the drain.

As I was getting ready to leave, an older late 30's, skinny blonde girl (flat-chested) came up & promised she would be worth my while and make me forget the bad dance I just had. She quickly pulled my hand and literally dragged me to the dance area. When our song started, she stripped down erotically and placed her hand on my crotch, which got me thinking maybe my luck just improved. Very premature! When she sat on me she smelled like she had just finished running a marathon. Gross! I wanted to tell her to stop, but unfortunately on this day I was not in a-hole mode. Usually you wish for songs to last, but this one seemed like eternity. Mons is known for very low mileage dances, but in this case, that was a good thing!