This was my second visit to...

This was my second visit to Flashers. I haven’t been there in about two years, and the experience was quite different. The first visit was also a weekday evening, and was dead. This time, the place was hopping and filled with dancers. The place is the same grungy dump that it was before, though. In my experience, the best times are had in grungy dives, however! There was much more of an “urban” feel this time, both in the music and the clientele.

I paid the cover, which if I remember correctly was approximately $20 + tip to the guy at the door, and went in. I had a seat at the bar, ordered a beer, and took in the view. There was one dancer on the main stage, and one on the smaller stage behind the bar. I had barely taken a sip of my beer before the first dancer approached me. She really wasn’t my type, so I politely told her that I wanted to relax for a while, and she went along her way. The next to approach me was a petite blonde. She barely looked legal to be there, and was a bit awkward. She was nice enough, and I had a conversation with her for a while. She mentioned what I had already suspected about the place - they are way overstocked on dancers. When she told me that there were almost thirty dancers there, I didn’t believe it at first…but after observing for a while, I realized that she was not exaggerating. There were almost as many dancers as patrons. I asked her for a dance, which was mostly air, but better than what you would expect from Pink Pony. She had to go on stage, and immediately another dancer going by “Danger” approached. She was also petite, but not quite so underage-looking or awkward. We chatted for a bit, and she was very flirty, but almost insistent on giving a dance. It was very obvious that she has a lot of experience with the hustle. The dance was one of the best I’ve had. Lots of grinding and stick shifting. I did a couple of dances with her, until she had to go on stage, and on-cue, her petite brunette “friend” came along. She was completely hammered, and wobbly on her heels. When a song started, she stripped down and jumped on top of me, insisting that I had to have a dance. I couldn’t argue with that! She ground all over me, and gave me some stick shifting, and let me play with whatever I wanted to touch. She made it clear that extras were available from other dancers in VIP, but that she didn’t offer them…she reminded me of that at least five times.

At this point, it was getting to be near closing time, and I made an exit.

To sum this place up:

There are way too many dancers for the number of patrons, so they are quite pushy and desperate.