Dream House is one of two...

Dream House is one of two "Lingerie Modeling" "jack shacks" in the Denver area (that I know of). The other is Ladies en Confidente - which is very nearby. The white brick building is rather small and in a residential area near an auto repair shop and has very little signage. You ring a bell and wait outside the door, in broad sight of passers-by while a dancer comes to the door to greet you - this may take a few minutes. Once inside the women escorts you to your room. The room had a small couch, a small stage with a pole, very dark with mirrored walls. It also had a standard professional massage table. The A/C was set to 78 degrees. There was also some shelving with lotions, oils, sanitizer, towels and napkins. <br>

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The young lady who escorted me was no more than 19 years old, very petite and cute. She offered me a menu where I selected from various acts and times and for certain amounts. This was my first time in a while being in a strip club or anything like this place in quite some time - so I quickly scanned the menu and selected 30 mins, which was 120 bucks (so more expensive than Ladies en Confidente). She then asked if I wanted to see the other girls - I said yes. As I sat on the couch, two ladies poked their heads through the door (one beautiful curvy AA women, and a young blonde tattooed and pierced girl) - both seemed in much better moods than the girl who escorted me, but I panicked when she asked me who I'd like, and I selected her. And I ended up regretting not selecting another lady.<br>

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As she left, she told me to "get comfortable" which I didn't know what that meant exactly. After what seem liked 20 minutes, she came back into the room and turned on a radio station (which was awkward to have the DJ talking). She told me it was at least 40 for her being close to me and at least 60 if I wanted to touch her at all. I was a bit off put by the forthrightness and kind of felt like leaving. Although I realize, even though this was my first experience of this type, and I was nervous, she'd been doing this all day. I handed her 40 and she told me to disrobe and get on the massage table. I laid face up. She used some nice smelling massage oil and rubbed my chest while kind of dancing a bit. She occasionally made eye-contact, and gave - what seemed like - a forced smile. <br>