It was Jack in the Box...

It was Jack in the Box taco night along that back row. The ghetto stripper buffet area. Smelled like it too. There might have been eight dancers in there and probably about two hot ones. Two short fatties. Two flat chest latinas with ok bootys. Renovations are okay. Not too much action in the VIP that I could see. Been a few months since I've been in. Isis asked if I wanted a dance and she looked pretty sweet but I've never taken her to VIP so I wasn't gonna roll the dice on her. Anyone dance with her? Some fat nerd dude at the rail was like Clover's troll. She threw all her ones on him and had him count them out for her. Later on he's like, 'I'm going to Circle K, Clover. You want anything?' Clover's like, 'Yeah, go get me some bbq wings and pizza.' Damn, these bitches are getting fat. Autumn and Breesha, the lone black gals, were holding it down with nice shapely bodies. I wanted to dance with either but Breesha was leaving and Autumn never came up. As much as I was wanting some of that BM action, I passed on all these chicks. Caramel has to be a Native American, probably Navajo. I asked her where she was from and she got all shy and ambiguous. She's like, 'Tucson area'. Shit, you know you're from the rez. Dolce was there too. It was late. The parking lot was packed but inside it wasn't all that crowded. Decided to cut my losses and head over to Bandaid's to check that scene. Ever pay $12 for a can of Sprite?