Back in Memphis for another night...

Back in Memphis for another night and decided to give the Gold Club another try. This time it was a Wednesday night, one week before Thanksgiving. I can’t seem to strike a happy balance at this club. One night, the girls are obnoxiously pushy about buying dances; the next, I can’t even get one to look my direction. I know that age is a factor. Lots of girls ignore those of us with graying hair. But often, a lot of them take an interest—more money to spend and not as drunk, I’m told. Anyway, that night was pretty dead. The only thing keeping it alive was the hourly “parade” offering 2 for 1 dances, free mugs, etc. Even then, most of the girls walked about and then quickly disappeared into the dressing room. But, I did get a hit from a cute brunette whose name I can’t remember. To get me to go with her to the private area [not very private in fact], she would quickly pull her top down for a second to flash her boobs. It was enough to hook me, and so we went. Good performance—two way touching, lots of grinding, and active hands on from her. She complained a lot about the place being dead most nights. The tops-on rule has really hurt, obviously. Wound up doing 2 more sets with her. Not like the old days, but she worked hard and I enjoyed myself. There’s nowhere better within a hundred miles, to my knowledge.