Unexpectedly Not Terrible, But Pricey
Discotheque Lounge is almost directly across the street from Vegas Showgirls, one of Augusta’s two remaining strip clubs, both of which were owned by the recently deceased Whitey Lester. The city has been trying to close the clubs for years, but Lester was grandfathered in. According to local news stories, now that he is no more, these clubs will also soon be no more because Lester’s liquor license was not transferable, and the city no longer issues liquor licenses to clubs with nudity.
This is apparently the “flag ship” club of the two, but that’s not saying much. Both are dives, but Discotheque is much bigger, easily two or three times the size of Vegas Showgirls. Both are run down looking and clearly saw their heyday decades ago.
The doorman at Discotheque collected a $5 cover and advised me, like the doorman at Vegas had, that there was a one drink minimum and no touching. I thought the $7 beers at Vegas had been outrageous, but the beers here were an astoundingly expensive $9.25.
Although this club is supposedly the “better” of the two, the dancer quality looked about the same, although there were a few more working, maybe seven or eight. They were all white and/or Latina, and ranged in age from under twenty one to early thirtyish. Some were pretty heavily tatted up. Like the girls at Vegas, they also put on a pretty good show, getting fully nude and showing off all they had for a few bucks in stage tips.
One of the younger dancers approached and engaged me in conversation. She wasn’t the best looking girl there, but she was a pretty good conversationalist. “Table dances” here are also $20, and also take place on small stages scattered around the club, so they really aren’t table dances at all. She didn’t put on a hard sell, but did explain they were supposed to sell two dances a night, from which the club takes $10 and the girl gets $10. I guess her explanation was her way of asking for a dance. Since she had been pretty good company, I decided to try one of her “table dances.”
She took me to one of the small stages near the front of the club, sat in my lap, and waited for the next song to start. When the next song started, she immediately jumped on the stage and got nude. Although the club is supposed to be no touch, she asked me to stand up next to the small stage, rubbed her boobs in my face, then put both her legs on my shoulders, which put her pussy about a half-inch from my nose, and gyrated around. I’m not sure if she was breaking the club rules, but the bouncer was a short distance away and paid no attention. I’m not sure this was worth $20 a dance, but I guess it’s the best you will get in Augusta, at least until they close this club.
