What I had expected to be...

What I had expected to be a 4 day tour in Detroit (the other "Big D" apparently), got extended another 6 days so I had the opportunity to check out a few clubs in the area and re-connect with some friends. I decided to start out at the Criket (although references to "Silver Criket" still appear on their website). I had been there earlier this year in the winter while visiting the area, but got called away before any real fun could ensue. There was no entrance cover, and no valet, and probably only a dozen or so cars in the lot. I arrived a bit after 6 and couldn't tell whether the night shift was late, or the day shift left early, but it seemed like there were only about 5 dancers on duty when I arrived. My waitress was definitely an 8/10 or better on anyone's scale, and probably could make a bundle as a dancer, but she said she never went up on stage. Nonetheless her service was impeccable, and I tipped her accordingly.

As I was considering dinner options from the menu, a pre-40's dirty blonde came and sat next to me. I guessed she was on the shift heading out, as her sales pitch was pretty heavy considering the sparse amount of customers present at that time. She was a 6/10 in looks, and given the time and situation I kindly declined any dances. I ordered my food, and the steak was good, while the vegetables and fries were uninspiring. There was only the slightest hint of cigarette smoke, and so I would say my dinner environment was very enjoyable as I watched the rotation. Somewhere between the arrival of my food, and the waitress taking my plate, the place began to fill up, and a dozen or more dancers seemed to appear from nowhere.

I went to the restroom, and as I returned I saw a taller pre-MILF (too old for co-ed, too young for a classic MILF) brunette with a killer body. I'm thinking she had just finished her set, and was about to make the rounds. While it's rare for me to be aggressive in pursuing a dancer's attention, a quick glance around confirmed she was the hottest dancer in sight. I invited her to sit down, and offered to but her a drink. We chatted a bit, and she quickly came to the VIP topic. I painted her a quick verbal picture of my preferred VIP experience with her, and she said she didn't do extras. I'm sure the $1.5 I paid for the next 20 minutes of her time was probably a bit high considering Detroit norms, but by Dallas standards I bargained well. As it turned out her preferred VIP experience was apparently to be heavily groped, have her tits sucked, and give a slow, sensual BBBJ with lots of eye contact, and CIMS.