My last visit to Fantasia was...

My last visit to Fantasia was fairly early (7-10:30) on a Saturday night in late January. Not nearly as many of the young college age hotties as in the past. More of a mostly mid to late twenties lineup of dancers, and most looked like they've been living a little too fast for a little too long. Since it was Saturday, the place was fairly full of customers (and smoke) and there didn't seem to be many dancers working the floor that aggressively. As a result, it was almost impossible to get a dancer to sit with you and discuss the possibilty of a trip upstairs. I didn't see anywhere near the number of patrons/dancers heading up to the VIP booths as the last time I was there on a Saturday. Maybe it was because I was there earlier in the evening than before, but my impression was more that these dancers just weren't motivated.

The dances on stage varied from very good to not worth watching. During tips, most dancers would still give a peek at the goodies, but some wouldn't. And they seemed to be much less permissive about tipper to dancer contact during the tip than before, both in terms of the limits of what could touch where and the duration of contact.

After unsuccessful attempts to get a VIP from two different afternoon shift dancers who where leaving shortly after I managed to get their attention, I finally managed to line up one with a slim and very attractive dancer named "Cassandra". Slender and natural with long brown hair, she was the best I saw on stage that night. Unfortunately, once we got upstairs her attitude went to the basement. I just got the feeling she would have rather been anywhere but in that booth (Yes, I showered, brushed my teeth, and put on deodorant and clean clothes before I went to the club). Technically speaking, the dance was okay, but the excitement just wasn't there. As I purchased an $80 dance from the attendent upstairs, we had a five song dance. During the first two songs, she spent almost all the time grinding my lap with her ass while facing away from me. I let her know I prefer that the dancer face me, but she only complied for about 30-45 seconds before turning back around. My hands were allowed to freely roam up top, but when I attempted to move lower she would only tolerate a few seconds of outside the panties rubbing before she would pull my hands away. Attempts to get her hands anywhere near the bulge in my pants were unsuccessful. Her bottoms stayed on for the entire time, although they were pulled aside during most of the third song, when she laid back on the couch and let my hands and mouth have free reign from the waist down. Considering her cleanly shaved mound and pleasant taste, this could have been really nice, but the fact that she didn't move a single muscle or make the first sound the entire time made it less than pleasing. Hoping that things were headed in the right direction, at the beginning of the fourth song I unzipped my fly. She responded with a request for a $100 "tip" (She can speak after all!!). When I declined, she zipped me back up and spent the last two songs just like the first two, with her back to me while grinding my crotch with the upper part of her ass and refusing to touch me anywhere with her hands. After the dance was over I tipped her modestly ($20) and she stormed out of the room before I could explain that if she had been the least bit friendly instead of giving me the silent treatment, she might have earned a larger tip.

I left shortly after.