I stopped at Rick’s Cabaret about...

I stopped at Rick’s Cabaret about 10:30 on a beautiful Minneapolis Monday evening. Shannon was at the front desk in the lobby, tactfully, politely, and firmly controlling the entrance to the club. She was more than friendly, and offered to store the package I was carrying while I was in the club. That excellent customer service was appreciated.

I sat at the small bar and had a soft drink while taking a lengthy phone call. The bartender was attentive, efficient, and quite attractive. When I left the bar to find a suitable vantage point to watch the entertainers, I was approached by Renee, a petite blond with lovely long hair. Her outfit accented her superb body with having any of the raunchy characteristics of some entertainer’s choices in “coverings.” She proved to be an excellent conversationalist as well as a cuddly delight. We did a few privates in the roomy, comfortable area provided. Roosevelt managed the area with a perspicacity and common sense that showed sensitivity to the desires of the customers and the needs of the entertainers. He is obviously a professional.

Renee played me like a fiddle. She quickly picked up on my loquacious nature as well as my appreciation of a woman that can talk about many different subjects. Her pulchritudinous figure had my full, rapt attention. I suspect she could have almost any man eating out of her hand in no time, perhaps even groveling if she desired.