So it turns out that I'd...

So it turns out that I'd been to this club before. Maybe the second time that's ever happened to me. I didn't remember because I couldn't find that I'd done a review of it before but as soon as I drove up I remembered parking across the street to avoid the valet. (Parked in the next parking lot over this time for the same.) I recommend across the street because the non-pay lot had a few sketchy characters hanging around. What I remembered from my previous visit was meeting a cute young dancer effectively letting me know in not so many words that she'd be interested in being a traveling companion if I was ever interested. Unfortunately, didn't take her up on the suggestion we connect on FB or anything like that. She also wasn't hear this night. What I didn't remember was how smokey the place is--think I shaved years off my life from second hand smoke. I also didn't remember that almost every dancer was of color. 5 white dancers out of 40--ish, with 4 out of 5 overweight to very overweight. Far more choice and body types for the chocolate lovers out there. After about 45 minutes agreed to a dance with one of the white chicks, a Rubenesque Romanian named Michaela. Despite my initial reservations about her weight the dances got markedly better. Ended up with 6 dances with her (although her count was off my one for 7). She suggested several times going to the VIP where we could have more fun. The language barrier made it difficult to understand what that experience might be like. There was a little stick shifting and excellent grindage. I left shortly thereafter a satisfied customer. I'd return agains because I think the $10 dances can't be beat. Smoke was just crazy. I also hope next time there's a bit more choice for the discerning vanilla lover.