I came for lunch. I...

I came for lunch. I heard the food was good, or better than expected. But the real reason was to meet a dancer. She was looking to dance again between regular employment. I had no idea what I was in for and decided to mix pleasure with sustinence. The physical plant has been described before. It's good. Immediately after I found a seat I was nailed by a 30s blonde who was nice but wouldn't give me my space. I was surprised when she said she worked there for three years. My stripper BS signal was going crazy and I knew she was trying for attention. I need the coy type, not a direct sell. I asked her to let me eat lunch and I would look for her if I was ready. As soon as she left a AA came over and pushed her chair close. She gave me the Henry's treatment which again is not my style. I had to be direct to get rid of her. If I was looking for what she offered it might have been a different story. Then I met Charlie. What a fun gal. Friendly, petite and not pushy. I bought her a beer. She asked me if she could tip the dancer with my change. Sure. (I like this girl). If I didn't have a "date" I would have hit her up for dances. I explained the situation and she helped me find my new friend. I ordered a salad. Not good. If you come here get a burger and fries. There's not a lot of options. The Caesar salad was totally lame. Box lettuce, some shredded cheese out of bag and the wrong dressing. With a re-grilled dried out chicken breast. So far I'm not a fan of the healthy choices here.

I meet my new friend and she loves our site. Thinks Alucard is great (really?). I tell her I never met anyone and no one props me. I guess my reviews don't have enough "reconnaissance" value. I tell her I'm not a big extras guy. I'm not always impressed with sanitary habits of some girls.

She's slender, dark hair, perfect cheeks, small breasts and can carry my attention. I tell her to read "farmerart" our ambassador, that he has the best attitude and sense of humor. I don't think she knows who he is. I'd like to hang with him. But today I hang with her. We do five or six dances down to her g-string and she's only too happy to provide a peak but no "touchy". Too bad, but okay. Maybe she's "protecting" me. I don't have a cat, and I don't change litter boxes. I think she's a good thing for cricket. I had a great time. She was very responsive and seemed to enjoy herself. Me too. And that's key.