Okay, here’s the story. My ATF...

Okay, here’s the story. My ATF is thinking of temporarily relocating to Tampa to take care of a sick relative. She brings this up to me and I arrange a trip using frequent airline and hotel points for the two of us in Tampa for an extended weekend. We also plan to see clubs like Mons Venus during the trip for possible future employment.

The first night however, we do our thing in the hotel room and my ATF is tired from the traveling. I’m used to traveling and make an excuse of going out for a late food run while she goes to sleep.  Instead, I hightail it to Scarlett’s at Ybor Strip because I think this club may have some good mileage as opposed to the MV visit tomorrow. Driving there, I almost go back because the section where Scarlett’s is located is not great and kinda dark.

I enter, pay the $10 cover, and see a main stage with poles and chairs all around with the soda bar in the back. There were about 15-20 customers and about the same number of girls, most in the 6-9 category.  As I’m sitting, a slighty older white girl named Ireland stops over and we begin chatting. Turns out she’s a veteran at this club and I try a new strategy. I pay her $20 to talk to me. I get all kinds of info about the club, esp. the other girls. In particular, she recommends two girls, Taya and Vickie for dances. She calls Taya over and this little hottie brunette is a clear 9 even with copious body tattoos. Great body shape. The idea hits me that I want both girls dancing for me at the same time, so we head back to the LD room.  There is a ripoff $10 house charge for each trip back on top of the girl’s money. They also at that time try to convince you to buy a way overpriced drink for your dancer at the same time. Ugh.