I was raised in Boston, and...

I was raised in Boston, and they don't even allow topless in bars that serve alcohol. So, this place was like ending up in heaven! First of all, I was surprised by the very low cover charge--five dollars. The club was nicely appointed, the music was pleasant and contemporary, and best of all, there was no smoking allowed in the club. I climbed the stairs to the second floor and stood at the top of the railing, and was immediately approached a by a continuous stream of young, pretty girls in provocative outfits. It was hard (no pun intended), but I resisted taking the bait until this really cute girl with gorgeous eyes came over and held my hand. I guessed right--she was Colombian, but grew up in the U.S. Anyway, her lap dances were average, until I asked her if take-out was available. She asked me to finger her to prove I wasn't Uncle LEO. So off I went to meet her in a convenient location outside the club. She was everything I expected and more. Got her digits, so can't wait until my next trip to Dallas!