Tuesdays at Cheerleaders mean 2 lap...

Tuesdays at Cheerleaders mean 2 lap dances for $25 after 7 pm. An effective way of drawing customers on what might normally be an off-night.

I got there around 6:30. Happy Hour was starting to wind down, but it was still pretty crowded. Once the clock neared 7, those sated with half-price drinks made their exit. I got a nice seat at the corner of the bar, which drew the dancers to me (it was either the location or my animal magnetism; in other words it was the location). I like that, you get to know the dancers and, after awhile, you pretty much know who you want to dance with. You also know which ones are there for the fly-by $1 bills. The number of dancers increases as the hour gets later. I'd imagine there were well over 25 dancers by the time I left.

I had one excellent, and one very disappointing session in the back room (I'm not paying $$'s for the Champagne Room, blood's not that rich). Big thumbs up to Frankie, enthusiastic, friendly, working her way through school. Nothing but positive vibes. My other session was pretty bad. Won't mention the dancer's name. First, she complained about the people she had previously taken back for private dances; then she said "I'll show you my boobs for $40." Uh, no. I had already planned to pay the dancers $40 for the two-song set b/c that's what the normal price would be. I don't go on Tuesdays to save $$'s, but I go b/c it's my day off. Then, after the dance, when I gave her $40 against my better judgment, she said, "You want to tip me, baby?" I told her that I just had. She's good-looking brunette and with a nice soft all-natural body. But you'll feel disappointed if you're looking for someone to enjoy. A buzz-kill.