Decided to head over to Windsor...

Decided to head over to Windsor from the U.S. for an evening at Leopards Lounge as we were in the mood for some full nudity coupled with a full bar. Arrived at about 9:00 p.m., so on the early side, and things were still pretty slow. The night started out well as we immediately noted a number of very attractive women, mixed with the obligatory heavy and/or unattractive. We understood there was no cover from what we had read online, but the doorman hit us for $5 each as we arrived shortly after 9:00, which was the cut-off. Fair enough...we should have known the policy and it was a small amount to pay for an evening.

It didn't take long for our evening to take a turn for the worse as it quickly became evident that the hustle factor at this place is off the charts. We were no more than in our seats and, one after another, we were inundated with dancers full court pressing us for a dance. Although it is always nice to receive attention from a lovely woman, we were in a "chill" mood and simply wanted to take in the sights for a few minutes before indulging. Wanted to get a good look at all the dancers and appraise our favorites, etc. Honestly, many of the girls were outright rude and mean to us when we failed to get a dance, even when we smiled and thanked them for asking. It was really quite remarkable as I always make it a priority to be courteous, friendly and respectful of each of the dancers. One of the ladies sat on my lap, put my hand on her private area and asked me if I had $10. I asked her why and she said she wanted to give me her pussy. I told her I was not interested, with a smile, and she stood up and asked why anyone would care what I was doing in the club. Not sure what she meant, but it was clear she was not happy. I simply did not find her attractive. Two other dancers had very similar attitudes and it simply made us uncomfortable and we decided to leave after about 45 minutes to an hour.

A few positive notes; The doorman, Andrew (I believe) was very nice and tried to be helpful as we were leaving. He listened to our concerns and seemed genuinely interested in what we had to say. The manager on duty, on the other hand, was worthless and chalked it up to dancers being dancers. Also, Sarah, the shot girl, was an absolute doll and wonderful. She sat with us for about 15 minutes and rolled her eyes from time to time as the dancers were acting odd. She was a very bright light in an otherwise dim experience.