Following a rewarding night at the...

Following a rewarding night at the Olympic Garden, I decided to switch over to CH2. It was Tuesday night, and I arrived around 10:00 p.m. fully relaxed after making a serious dent in a pitcher full of frozen Margaritas. My first lap dance was with Electra, a young blonde from California who was in town hoping to siphon off some of the excess cash from the NAB conventioneers. I had a couple of dances with her, but was basically not that impressed. I knew I could do better. Returning to the stage area, I was intrigued by Comara, who was able to bend in incredible ways as she danced. I doesn't take much imagination to picture her bending in equally incredible ways while resting on your lap. I complimented her on his Gumby-like agility (she said she came by it naturally -- which I assume means she didn't have any formal training in gymnastics). I had several dances with her, which were good, but far from what I had hoped. Then I encountered a black dancer who asked if I wanted a dance massage. She said she could give either, or for extra money, could combine them. I figured if she gave massages, she probably gave pretty good lap dances. I had maybe four or five dances from her, when she mentioned she knew me. She told me her stage name was Mahogany, and I remembered I was very impressed with her lap dancing talents during a previous visit to CH2. Needless to say, I kept getting dances from her until the money ran out. I budget so much money for each night and never bring a credit card if I'm drinking and clubbing. That way I can return the next night for even more lap dance goodness.