I'm the kind of strip club...

I'm the kind of strip club afficionado that isn't interested in being perceived as a big baller. I prefer to save my dough for the actual action. Accordingly, I always park in the street across from the club and search the internet for a free door pass. Sometimes they're availabe, sometimes not. The staff at the bar has an amazing memory and even though I don't visit often, they always remember me. Not sure if I should feel good or bad about that. The quality of girls here is really hit or miss. There are a fair number of Detroit city style dancers here and I've always been partial to Vegas look with no rules dancing.

Down to the details. A few bored looking not my type girls hit me up to which I politely declined. Finally a

sweet looking brunette who was a little bit loose (as in her skin was a bit flabby/saggy) but with nice breasts sidled up to me for a chat. She had a good personality and laughed at my jokes and the talent was lacking on this particular occasion so I decided to give a whirl in the VIP. I've never tipped the bouncer downstairs in the VIP and I've never been bothered so we proceeded directly to one of the dark and dank curtained off rooms. The smell is sometimes funky, but I've never encountered anything slimy so what the heck. She proceeded to disrobe and keep her dress around her midsection, a move I deplore, but i think it may have been so she could move freely without trying to suck in her abs. She was a close your eyes and moan kind of dancer whose hands roamed south of the border. I wasn't that attracted but I kneaded her doughy thighs and somehow achieved what I needed to and said my goodbyes. If you want prettier girls, try the Flight, but if you like your girls a bit trashier, the Landing Strip ain't bad.