Last Tuesday afternoon I paid another...

Last Tuesday afternoon I paid another visit to Sparky's. As usual during the day, there was not a lot of energy. Most customers were sitting at the bar or shooting pool. Without a DJ to gin up the crowd, the only music came from the dancer's jukebox selections. There were perhaps 8 or 10 dancers working, with about half of those being white, and the rest AA. All were hot enough to be fun in the dance booths.

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My favorite dancer from a previous visit, Monica, came over and gave me a hug. We talked for a while and then retired to the dance area. She does a great job of giving hot dances with a lot of two-way contact that don't exceed my personal (or legal) limits. That was exactly what I was looking for. After 8 dances, I asked for some time to cool off.

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I returned to my table to watch the stage dancing. Almost immediately I was joined by a youngish white girl who reached up my shorts and began to play with Mr Happy. I am not an extras kind of guy, but this sales pitch was remarkably effective. She suggested that we go to a dance booth, and I croaked 'OK'. So much for my personal limits. Once the dances were underway, it was obvious that everything was available. It is not unusual to have a dancer offer FS in the club, but this young lady offered something that I hadn't come across in 30 years of clubbing. Some may find that experience exciting, but it made me view her as a potential biohazard. I lost my boner. At the end of that song I thanked her for her efforts and settled up. Soon after that I left for home.