I happened to drift back to...

I happened to drift back to Allure recently. Something about the, uh, allure of this place keeps bringing me back. As I've said before, it's a hit or miss proposition. But Thursday afternoon it was nice. The girls were cute and friendly, the barmaid was a lot of fun, and I met a young lady right off the bat. Pretty face, nice Texas accent, okay body, named Monroe. She liked to show me her merchandise, including her newly pierced clit, and she liked to rub and hug, which I liked as well. We talked quite a while, but when it go to be time to talk business, I realized I had to leave soon. Sooo, I went back the next day just to see Monroe, but she was not anywhere to be seen. Meanwhile, a dark haired girl with pretty eyes named Marissa was working her stick shifting techniques toward selling me on the VIP. And then Monroe appeared, just out of the VIP, and things got strange. Monroe wanted to get something to eat besides my tubesteak, and Marissa was still applying the sweet pressure. I ended up in the VIP with Marissa, and I have to say, her technique was superb, but I didn't have the same connection I did with Monroe. So the experience was okay, but not quite what I wanted. I left fairly happy. But I returned a week later a little after 6, again looking for Monroe, and hit Allure at a bad time--Friday evening at shift change. A lot of people--girls and management--hustling around, and once again I was ignored. The only one I got to talk to was the barmaid, and I even asked her if she did private dances (she said she gets on stage once in a while). After an hour I left and saw an old friend, a beautiful black girl named Trouble, who I reviewed when she worked at Lollipops. Now she works the door taking cover charges, no dancing at all. Too bad, because she had the most talented lips and tongue I had experienced in years! So in the matter of eight days, Allure went from great fun, to just okay, to a waste of my time. Typical, but I'm sure I'll be back.