I'll spare everyone the usual rehash...

I'll spare everyone the usual rehash of the depressing physical condition of the club and the annoying waitstaff.

I decided to stray from my usual Detroit haunt of Penthouse to go budget at Bogart's. To my surprise, I noticed a stunning MILF upon entry. A dark haired hottie by the name of Barbie. Nice, thin (though lacking any tone) body with a nice pair of implants. She said she was 33 though she appeared closer to 40. Okay by me as she was the only non piggie in the place. We sit for a while and she can hold a relatively decent conversation though she did appear to be on some type of mind altering substance. No big deal, I'm okay with that as long as words aren't slurring and she's not about to pass out. We talk for about 15 minutes then it's time to get down to brass tax. I like to agree on the parameters - price/mileage/length before going to the private area. She balks at my offer of flat rate $100 all-in which should've made me walk away. But she was pretty hot so I went against my usual standard and went to the back without agreeing to everything up front. Dumb, dumb, dumb. Once we're in the back she asks for 2 bucks for FS (says she doesnt even do a CBJ). I balk and counter with $100 and we settle at $150 for a one pop session. We're three songs in and she says "this is your last song". WTF? Mood is killed and Mr Happy ain't happy no more. I toss her the money and bail. Lesson learned and I'll never again go back without everything being agreed up front. Avoid Barbie unless you can agree to all specifics up front.