Stop two on my day off...

Stop two on my day off was Club Pussycat, the nicest of the block bars in terms of space (that's not saying much -- it's the only place where I've seen a couch and actual music in he VIP) but also the most expensive. After the best efforts of everyone at the Red Room to excite my inner perv I wasn't expecting much here. Luckily I was wrong. There were some newer girls in and one Latin-looking one immediately caught my eye. Why yes ma'am, you can sit down for a drink, and why don't we move farther back to get better acquainted. Suffice to say that while she may have been new to me, she understood and was down with the way things work here. In fact a little too down -- I was getting so much contact from drinks at the bar there wasn't much point in getting a dance. After three drinks we were sufficiently well acquainted (and satisfied) that I just gave her a nice tip and was done for the day. Maybe next time I'll take her up on that VIP trip.