This place used to have a...

This place used to have a great animated neon sign of a naked woman bending over at the waist, which they recently replaced with a generic back-lit photo of collagened lips, so I was a bit skeptical...but I was pleasantly surprised. After a $5 cover to a cutie who asked for a tip for her "college fund," my friend and I were asked if we wanted seating up front or at a table. We chose the latter. The good-looking wait staff, attired in tight black dresses, were very attentive, but not pushy. The place was hopping, but not jam-packed, which made for a good vibe. It didn't feel cavernous, so I'm guessing it doesn't feel super-empty even at slower times. The VIP booths have sliding doors, so they're quite private.<br>

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A lovely curvy woman was on stage when we arrived. My friend thought she was overweight, but I love some meat on the bones--the more to explore and lose myself in! Within a few minutes of our arrival, a cute, petite dancer sat down at our table and slid her leg up next to mine, which I always like. She said a friendly hello. My friend had told me he might not be up for private dances, and when I relayed that to her and told her we didn't want to waste her time, she moved on politely. My friend let me twist his rubber arm a few minutes later, and I bought him a dance ($20) with a slim, tall, brunette beauty...and he stayed for more than one!<br>

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While he was off having his fun, a petite black woman came over and insisted on sitting on my lap, which I wasn't about to refuse...and since I was watching my friend's jacket, I had the perfect excuse to sit tight for a bit. My lap-sitting friend let me caress her exquisitely smooth and tight body in the meantime, though admittedly, I did buy her a drink--the gentlemanly thing to do, after all. After a while, she started tempting me with private dances, saying her top only came off in the second dance. By this time, as you can imagine, I was happy to agree. When my friend returned, she took me to the back--with a stop by the ATM on the way, and a hefty $20 charge on a $100 withdrawal--and when we got there, I gave her $80 and asked her to let me know when I'd used it up. During the first song, she let me slide her string bikini bottom down over her hips to leave her naked below. She even let me touch her pussy, but not finger it. She was also didn't seem to like my playing with her nipples, but there was plenty else to enjoy--she gave me ample time looking at her perfectly round ass, and even letting me dry hump her while she sat on my crotch and supported herself with her arms against the far wall of the VIP booth. In the end, she called a halt after three dances--a bit disappointing, but I didn't make an issue of it.<br>