I stopped for a visit again...

I stopped for a visit again Monday night at around 10:00. There were only about four cars visible on two sides of the building, but I knew that few of the dancers drive to the club. I paid the $3 cover, saw that there were only one or two other patrons, got my drink at the bar and sat at one of the chairs with a view of the stage.

Charlie, a tiny black dancer with a Tina Turner look going was putting in a good effort on the stage and I tipped her. After her two-song rotation, she greeted me at my table briefly. In absorbing the scene in the room I noticed there were about five other black dancers, all slim and cute. None had a lot of boobiage, but all had great curves otherwise. One more dancer did have the boobs, and a large booty (which she admired in a mirrored wall as she worked it on stage), but she also had a gut. Dancers generally put an average effort into their dancing to the almost empty room and I tipped every one.

The business model of this place doesn't work very well for me. It has to be a bikini club due to local regulations and they make their money on high-priced "dancer drinks" and high-priced dances in an area with waist-high walls to separate it from the main floor. Usually when I stop here, I buy neither, but have occasionally left with a phone #. It is possible to circumvent the high prices a little by sitting at the bar and buying regular drinks for a girl as she sits next to you. She may show her appreciation by a little innocent touching.