Although Broadway in the heart...

Although Broadway in the heart of Manhattan would evidently appear to be where all the action is at there is another of the adult nature lingering on its lower level. Unfortunately I was not able to obtain a free admission pass on my stroll over from Penn Station which would have saved me $20. But we all know that's a lie because somehow it would have magically been absorbed into the clutches of someone's hands within the club. If I wanted a discount or savings perhaps I should have patronized Walmart or Costco instead of going to a SC. One thing that I can say for certain is that they give you the royal treatment and make you feel important as opposed to the sleazy neighborhood bar type clubs on Long Island where a warm welcome is usually never to be had. Not unless you're dropping money in the club like a tsunami of dead presidents on a consistent basis. if you're wheelchair bound scratch this place off your list please. I have two perfectly functioning legs and the ascent back up the stairs to the street still is a challenge for one steep flight. Even for such a mild evening I still wore my sweater jacket which had to be mandatorily checked for $3 guaranteeing that it cannot be lost, left behind , or stolen by anyone. This was the first time I believe I ever was here on a Monday which has its advantages and disadvantages. For one the place wasn't packed to the gills like sardines smothered together in a can. I recall I must have arrived sometime just after 10:30 pm cause my train pulled up into Penn around 10 o'clock. I cannot exactly recall when I had been to FD last but I do recall that their decor could use a good makeover which still hasn't taken place. At least as far as my eyes could tell cause it's so movie theater dark in there besides the dimly colored lights that always evoke a Christmas sort of vibe. One huge bar is positioned to one side of the club where you can remain incognito and enjoy your beverage of choice and gaze upon the ladies from afar if you choose to do so. But since it was a slow night with customers being on the lower echelon numerically I was approached by dancers on a more frequent basis than I normally am at this place. Not that it's a negative thing but I hate pushy dancers who have a difficult time accepting no for an answer. I know they have a job to do and trying to make money but it's a two sided coin and nothing personal just business. Just like with any transaction in the world the seller or person making the offer has to be compelling beyond conviction in order for me to entertain the sale of the service or product . If you resemble either the bride of Chucky or Frankenstein you're probably not my type and emphatically receive no for an answer. There is also a main stage which is more like an elevated platform broken off into 3 sections where you can get up close and personal for a birdseye view if that's you're thing. I personally prefer to look someone in the eye instead of their painted toenails harnessed within a stiletto heel. Even though it can be stimulating and a turn on seeing every inch of a gorgeous females exposed flesh gyrating like a snake from head to toe towering above you just arms length away. Theres always a cocktail waitress hovering around so you never have to surrender your seat if you suddenly become parched and in dire need of liquid refreshment. I know that import beer is $12 a bottle which isn't cheap but I guess you get what you pay for in the SC atmosphere. Obviously mixed drinks are pricier and if I had the sudden urge for champagne that I don't even drink I wouldn't splurge to purchase it here. Norwegian Voss bottled water that is equivalent to being the champagne of waters IMO is also available at around the same cost of a beer. Sorry no discount for remaining sober and being a Davey downer when you should be exploiting the inner Neanderthal that led you here in the first place. And l would be negligent not to mention the most important part of the interior which would be the 2 lap dance areas that are on exact opposite sides of each other adjacent the main stage secluded but nothing private about them in the very least. Hopefully you will be able to find more gratifying comfort in your LD as opposed to the discomfort of these rigid non contoured sofa benches that levitate when weight is abruptly shifted forward. It's annoying but perhaps it's a ploy offering enticement to upgrade to the VIP room where dancers repeatedly promise to fulfill all your fantasies and desires they are allowed to as adult entertainers. I have not taken anyone up on their offer so far because even out in the open with the bouncers around the mileage is still relatively decent if you find the right girl anxious to please. There must have been at least 15-20 scrumptious young ladies on the menu to visually appetize, sample as a main course, or erotically salivate as dessert in the confines of a private room. This club offers a wide variety of domestic and international young ladies ranging from all parts of the country and around the globe. Whether you prefer American, Eastern European, Caribbean, Asian, Hispanic or all of the above you'll find at least one if not several hotties to ignite the fire in your loins. On a sexiness scale I would rate these ladies from a 5-9 which would be the standard for any upscale Manhattan SC. One particularly exquisite and sophisticated Asian dancer named June with whom I had the unexpected pleasure of in depth stimulating conversation was a flawless diamond of stellar brilliance in the rough. I was disappointed that I didn't get the opportunity of her honoring me with a private dance. Duty had summoned her to the stage and I hastily had to return back to Penn Station to catch the 12:35 homeward bound. FD is a respectable SC and never fails to impress in the ladies department and gives you options depending on your budget and what's appealing to the eroticism one craves. I most definitely will coordinate my anticipated trip back to FD to see June which has now become my favorite month of the year .