After maybe a dozen visits over...

After maybe a dozen visits over about as many years, my first Saturday night at Castaway.

As expected and reported elsewhere the rules about no touching during private dances is fully enforced at night. No de facto three-second rule for a caress of the side of the breast, as at 2pm or so, when a girl might ride you while you hold her calf or ankle the whole time.

On this Saturday night, it was strictly hands against the couch seat or arms of the comfy little chair for the duration, which was fine with me.