I stopped in on a ride...

I stopped in on a ride from Maine to south of Boston, so it was convenient. Friday late afternoon and it was dead. Awesome room. Beautiful spot. Unfortunately there were very few dancers. I chilled out and watched the stage. Eventually spotted a petite brunette spinner with interesting angel wing tattoos on her back.

When she sat down with me she shocked me with a face that was old and weathered up close. Even still I was hopeful that her dance may be worth a try. So we went back to a semi private area behind the stage under the stairs.

The dance was half effort at best and she reeked of smoke. I finally cut my losses and got back on the road.