What a difference a year makes....

What a difference a year makes. Last year I was in town and had one of my all time great club experiences at Little Darlings. The place was loaded with young friendly natural dancers. I was there for four or five hours and had a constant flow sweet young spinners in my lap. In the bed dance cubicles the girls were very hands on and encouraged me to reciprocate. I spent a lot of money and it was worth every dollar.

This year there seemed to be a dramatic increase in the amounts of tattoos and bad attitudes. A polite "maybe later" reply to a private dance offer was frequently met with open contempt. For me that's the surest way to turn a "maybe later" into a "no way in hell". Some of the girls had all of the sensuality and subtlety of a streetwalker leaning through a car window. That doesn't do it for me. Sweet and friendly gets my money every time.

While I'm complaining, a tip for dancers: shave or don't shave, but the day 3 stubble thing sucks. I didn't fly out to the desert to experience that type of cactus. Oh well, I guess after last year I was bound to be disappointed.