Monday afternoon - first time visit

I recently had to make a solo trip down Florida’s east coast I-95 corridor and took the opportunity to visit two Jacksonville clubs as “driving breaks”. I had researched TUSCL reviews for clubs along my travel route and JAX looked like the best opportunity to look at hot naked women and get fun lap dances. I visited Wackos and The Dollhouse on two different afternoons and have posted a review on each club.

I visited The Dollhouse on a Monday afternoon around 3:30. It’s a short distance from I-95 and an easy on/off but you need to take the University Ave. exit and then turn left onto Phillips road. The traffic was heavy when I visited and almost missed the turn.

There was a $5 cover and my drink order was requested before I sat down. I ordered a bottled water, went to the bathroom, and it was waiting on the bar with a $5 tab. The Dollhouse is a small club with a single stage. Directly across from the stage are the lap dance booths which are arranged against a wall with opaque glass separating them from the main room. They have little lights that indicate which ones are in use so I would say they are semi-private, unlike the open room format at Wackos. There were at least 6 dancers during my visit, all were white (or ambiguous light/olive skinned) except for one who was black. They ranged from thin to very thick, something for everyone, in fact the biggest girl was the only one with a constant customer during my visit. The place was pretty dead with only 3-4 customers, including me, but the dancers were still rotating on and off the stage. I saw all or parts of four stage dances and I read on TUSCL that a $5 tip gets the clothes off so I did my duty with each dancer to get them naked. One dancer whose name I have forgotten had an extremely tight body with very high muscle definition and implants. Not exactly my type but she obviously spends a lot of time at the gym and I wonder if she competes in body-building type events. The dancer I thought I would want to take to the lap dance area was a young cutie with a short hairstyle and glasses but she spent the whole time sitting on a sofa with her phone. The dancer that really got my attention that afternoon was Raven. She was a lithe little spinner with a beautiful smile and a natural body. While on stage she kept making eye contact with me and smiling; I fell for her in no time. Afterwards she came directly to me, held my hand, and asked if I wanted a dance. I was taking a driving break and had little interest in playing time-waster games so I agreed immediately. The dances were $25 a song. She said she wanted to go get her soda and she returned quickly, which is unusual; so many dancers say they will be right back only to disappear for long periods of time. In the back she gave me one of the most sensual and satisfying lap-dances I have ever had. She was my entire world for those four songs and she made me feel like her special man even though we were strangers. She was completely nude and over the course of our time we touched each other everywhere but never allowed the momentum of those intimate moments to transgress into anything that one might call “extras”. It was like we were a couple of teenagers exploring but never crossing invisible lines of decorum. It’s been a very long time since I felt that way and I loved it.