This was a nostalgic trip more...

This was a nostalgic trip more than anything else. I literally had an hour to kill, and I had previously been some 9 years earlier. I didn't review it then; I wish I had because let's just say it was a magical night. That trip I drove my mom's car from New Hampshire to Florida and could have stayed all night. (I even outlasted the dancer I met that night, she wound up passed out in the back room from all the shots we did.) I imagine Friday nights are still hopping in this place; Saturday afternoon....? Not so much.

The club was dirty. It looked as though it hadn't been fully cleaned since last night's festivities. (Ah yes, Florida) The bartender was one of those smoking hot girls in their mid-30's, obviously a former dancer who'd rather go out as a hottie rather than a joke. She was the type of bartender I could spend hours talking to, checking out her ass and looking down her shirt. It was clear she was the queen bee of the joint. The center of the club was a round stage with a pole dead center. Probably seats about 20 but the stage show was clearly was secondary to the lap dance hustle at the bar. It's an old school bar, classic strip joint. I was the first customer of the day and the stage shows hadn't started yet. The two girls who were ready to work both approached me to see if I wanted company (I did.) One girl was blonde early 20's , pear shaped but by no means overweight. The other girl, borderline goth, was skinnier and had smaller but much firmer tits. Apparently, I was going to have to choose between the two girls and I was about to go with the blonde girl but she bailed when faux goth girl and I realized we both had New Hampshire roots. So, of course, we did a shot and had a drink and ended up in the backroom.

I was disappointed to see the club reverted to classical couch lap dances and eschewed their old bed dances. It wasn't her fault. But founder take note, the $10 bed dances have become $20 couch dances. And, if this was a membership club, I didn't hear anything about it.