I was expecting to go there...

I was expecting to go there with a female friend of mine who used to work there and could show me the ropes, but she no showed at the last minute.

The club had a dirt parking lot so I wasn't expecting much inside. I was pleasantly surprised to see that it was halfway decently decorated and the girls were pretty. None were actually hot except one.

Her name was Marty and she was wearing a red cocktail dress with one of those huge collars. She had short brown hair that flirted around her shoulders and the hem of her dress was just long enough to be sexy instead of slutty. In a room full of average girls dressed like hoes she was a gentleman's ribald fantasy.