You enter the club through the...

You enter the club through the doors facing crowded 1st Avenue. On your way in, you need to pay your $20 cover to the guy who will make sure you're aware of the central catch of this and all Washington strip clubs: no alcohol (ask for a stamp if you want in/out privileges). In the club are a few dozen chairs crowded around the stage with booths featuring their own stripper poles around the walls. In my visits, I've never seen the booths used for much other than for bored dancers to sit semi-out-of-sight and go on their phones. Everything is clean enough for me to not notice otherwise. I've never looked too closely at the other clientele (not really what I'm there to do), but none of them have ever bothered me. Around the back is a near mirror-image of the first room where you'll find a second stage, private booths for lap dances, and "private rooms", which are really just small areas set off by curtains.

The dancers are certainly diverse, representing a wide range of shapes, sizes, and colors. Not all of them were my cup of tea, but I found plenty for me to enjoy. The girls here will come after you for private dances. When you turn them down, some are more successful than others at hiding their looks of boredom and annoyance at the lost opportunity for income. When you accept, they'll lead you back to one of the high-walled private booths. Dances start at $20 a song, but some will offer more contact and fewer clothes for more, typically up to $40 a song. The intensity of the dances varies a lot from girl to girl, ranging from bikini dances with my hands at my sides, to guiding my hand to her naked tit and my mouth to her nipple. It all depends on the girl, and, I imagine, how they feel about you. Dances in the private area start at $150 for 15 minutes, but I've never gotten one.

This is the first club I've visited, but I've enjoyed it a lot. There are enough girls here who I like and giving seriously hot dances to keep me coming back.