After my return from Detroit and...

After my return from Detroit and a reasonably good club experience, I got the yearning to visit a strip club again. The only club I could think of in the area that might fit the bill was Flamingo. I arrived about 12:05 AM and had to pound on the bells at the entrance because the door attendant was nowhere to be seen. He finally showed up and I paid my $20, which entitled me to get in and to partake of one non-alcoholic beverage.<br>

As I entered, things did not look that good. The club was virtually empty, with only a handful of customers and ladies to be seen at the tables. I took a seat and after ordering a lemonade, I began to scope out the dancers. Mostly chunky Latinas, representing various levels of obesity. As they say, gorditas. Then out of the corner of my eye, I spied a normal-looking blonde with a pony-tail walking my way. Of course I said Yes, when she asked if she could join me. That was the cue for the waitress to come over and ask if I would like to buy the lady a drink. I politely declined, as I usually do. This time, however, the waitress was not pushy at all, so there was less tension. I could see that the blonde (I forget her name) was pretty cute and nicely shaped. She would be right at home at Penthouse in Detroit. I would say an 8, with a great natural rack. Eventually, her hand found its way to my stallion ganglia, and stayed there throughout our conversation. I suggested we enjoy some dances, not in either of the VIP rooms but in the regular bench area, where dances are $10. If the girl is right, this has got to be the best bargain in the country. $10 dances are unheard of almost anywhere else. The mileage matched that in the best clubs in Detroit, my standard for excellence. If I wanted a more extensive menu, there were always the VIP rooms. But I was not interested in that on this particular night. The dances are bikini. But there was plenty of tit play and even hands-on bare pussy play. And she was trying her best to get me off over my pants. For 10 bucks a dance!! So I had 9 dances and paid her $100. Well worth it! I'll tell you, though, if that blonde hadn't been there, I would have walked out. I wouldn't have had a dance with any of the others, even if they were free. So I guess I lucked out at the Flamingo on this particular night. My previous three or four trips had been disappointments.