Made a post date visit to...

Made a post date visit to the Garden. And Madison Square, she is not. Upon entry, realized the place is bereft of talent. 4 or 5 women, one lazily waving her apendages on stage to the not so jubilant glee of 4 or 5 serious under paid gentleman. The 2 or 3 other dancers present looked like overweight crack whores. Crowd is as unattractive as the dancers.

As I turned to make haste for the door, after a two minute survey, I'm stopped by a somewhat attractive dancer. She would have been a 6 or 7 at any other club in the city, but at this place she was Vanessa Williams. She grabs my wrists and damn near drags me to a private booth... Private, being a relative term. The curtain separating you from the public has about as much material as a model in a Victoria's Secret catalog.

A relatively enthusiastic private dance with decent contact. By the way, her name was "Unique". Best part of the show was her fisting her own ass while standing over my lap and offering me a BJ. (I passed)