Got here around 9:30 PM. ...

Got here around 9:30 PM. The place is a dive; we all know that. The talent level was marginal to say the least. One 8, a dirty blond, OK looks but with a really nice body and a nice, natral-looking set of man-mades. The rest were 6s at best with a few well below that. I probably should have bolted for greener pastures.

But I didn't. After reviewing the lineup onstage for several hours but only getting hit on by one of the 3s (twice, in fact), I'd pretty much narrowed the field down to the 8 (never did catch her name), Kennedy, a 7 but could have been higher with fewer tats, and a small, very petite, bleached blond who was cute, but didn't have much of a body to speak of. But at least it didn't hurt to look at her.

Finally, the petite, bleached blond dancer swung past and stopped. Only the second dancer to do so all night. Her stage name was N******. The usual small-talk. The usual negotiations over price. A deal was struck and off we went. She provided good service and was a real trooper in the line of duty. I liked her and hope she finds something better than this dump.