Just passing through on I-81, I...

Just passing through on I-81, I needed a break. My iPhone directed me down to Savannah's. From the highway, it really isn't difficult to reach; in fact you can see it from 581 from the east. The reviews were top notch, but I wasn't expecting much on a Sunday afternoon. There were a couple of very attractive girls working, and I threw down a few pricey miller lites In a matter of minutes. One of the dancers was very friendly, and I swore couldn't be much more than 18. Turns out she was 22 and commuted from Delaware because Savannah's was that much nicer than shitshops back home. I watched as she did another set and my libido got the best of me. A buck fifty for a thirty minute VIP experience was very much worth my stop.