A couple of buddies and I...

A couple of buddies and I stopped by DR after watching Florida Gulf Coasts’ improbable run in the NCAA basketball tournament come to an end at the hands of them Gators. I hadn’t been to an Orlando SC in a long while. After discovering the bacchanalia in Tampa and Cocoa Beach I thought I’d never go to one again. Once there I decided to not be so haughty and look for the redeeming value that an Orlando club has because, well, the clubs are doing business and the people that enjoy them can’t be all wrong, can they?

This is a pasties club. It’s my understanding that all the clubs in Orlando are. I hear there’s some public nudity ordinance. I can’t think of a more ridiculous way to ruin a beautiful woman than to put a piece of crinkly tape that does a terrible job of matching her skin tone over one (make that two) of the main reasons we’re at the SC, to stare at some nipples. Also, there’s no touching the dancers. It’s been said that Disney’s corporate influence is to blame for the restrictions but with all the other ways tourists and conventioneers can indulge themselves in the City Beautiful I’m not so quick to blame the mouse. Maybe there’s some truth to it. I get that the rules are meant to deter the shenanigans that can go on when alcohol and naked women are in such close proximity but you already can’t touch the woman and there’s no VIP so the potential for the proscribed activity to occur is virtually eliminated. If all we can do is look shouldn’t we be able to see all of her? (OK, you can leave the G-string on, I’m not unreasonable). There’s no reason these clubs can’t be topless, hands-off clubs.

The place was packed. It’s not a big place. The stage in the center of the room takes up almost half of the one room. There’s a “VIP” section next to the stage against one wall, chairs against the other wall. There’s a bar and table and chairs as you walk in and a bar against the wall at the other end of the room past the stage. The girls are generally hot. They’re mostly white with a few black and Hispanic but all sexy. The clubbers getting table dances were into it. Just looking. The girls were making money. There were people and (mostly) naked women everywhere. It was entertaining if not as sexually charged as other places. Spend some money and bring a good game and you might make a friend. Kinda like dealing with regular women. But we don’t go to strip clubs to deal with regular women, do we?