It was late on a Friday...

It was late on a Friday night and I was in West Pasco, so I decided to check out Desire; I'd not been there since it transitioned from Diamond's.<br>

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I showed up at about 11:00pm and the place was pretty crowded. The smoke was thick and the music was loud. I grabbed a beer from the bar and settled into a chair near the back corner. I counted about 10 dancers with something for everyone. Most of the dancers were white, there were a couple big black gals, one tight-body black girl, and a couple Latinas. The dancers were mostly attractive; there were a couple 2s and one good looking 9 and the rest fell into the 5 - 7 range. <br>

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One of the more attractive dancers came by and sat on my lap. She was very touchy-feely and a lot of fun to talk to. Unfortunately, that was short lived ... one of the bouncers pulled her away and told her she was being too frisky and I never saw her again. After her, I was approached by a very persistent 2. She was fugly, depressing, and not a very good conversationalist and I did everything I could to get her to go away (including tipping her and thanking her for her time). I finally made her a deal she couldn't refuse: I would buy her a drink if she would drink it anywhere else but near me. I came to watch the show, maybe get a dance, and have a good time, not listen to someone's sob stories about how terrible their life was.<br>