This is my second visit to...

This is my second visit to the club. I parked in the carwash again so my car was facing the road. Entered through the front door, paid the ten dollar admission, the machine counted my ten ones in change, and I got an additional twenty, because this to be a long night. Brought a bottle I kept in my car in case I happened upon one of these joints. Planning ahead can come in handy. JD if memory serves me correctly. I am getting less picky with spirits nowadays. Seems like my only requirement is wet. Sat down at the tables because the dancers hadn’t started yet. It wasn’t as smoky as the last time I was in attendance. Maybe because this being a Monday, the place had a couple days to air out.

After about fifteen minutes or so the dancers starting coming out. All were good looking enough to be dancing, but none were what I would call memorable. I remember a bottle blond who looked pretty trashy, and in the good way, a sister whom I purchased a lap dance from, and very good looking blonde who gave me the impression her intent was to remove me of my cash as quickly as possible, and a thirty-something veteran dancer who became my date for the night. There were more dancers that night, but it was a couple weeks ago and I don’t remember their details.

I sat between the tables and the stage intermittently trying to gauge who would be the most liberal in a private dance environment. I purchased a set of the tokens in order to have try outs before purchasing a private room. I really didn’t want to, but I thought for the purpose of research it was necessary. After a round of all the dancers in attendance I chose the sister to make the first tryout. I told her I would like a lap dance after her set. She found me afterward and we retired to the curtain cubicles behind the stage. She gave a very mechanical lap dance. She didn’t discourage touching, but I could tell she wasn’t into it. That’s why we have tryouts before the big show. I gave her a small tip for her trouble and went back out front.