Deja Vu After Hours

Arrived at about 10:00 p.m. on a Wednesday. I was advised the cover charge was $20. I had a flyer printed off the internet that promised free admission. However, the girl at the door pointed at the fine print at the bottom of the flyer that said the “entertainment fee” was not included, so she asked for the $10 “entertainment fee.” I had noticed this fine print on the flyer and was expecting something like this, so I guess it’s not exactly a bait and switch, but it’s pretty darn close—its not free admission if you have to pay a $10 “entertainment fee” to get in. The flyer should just say 50% off of admission. Nevertheless, I was there, so I paid the “entertainment fee.” When you enter, the club is much smaller that you would expect from the outside. The building is pretty large, but most of it seems to be taken up by the integrated parking deck. The main club area is one average size room with a center stage and two smaller stages. There was an upstairs VIP area, with a large sign posted at the stairs saying “VIP $150.” There is a private dance area downstairs with a sign posted over the door indicating the dances are $20. The club was almost empty while I was there, but this is billed as an “after hours” club, and I was there pretty early. The TUSCL entry indicates this club has a “full bar.” Not sure that that means,, as this is a no alcohol bar. I got a $4 coke, sat down. This place is dark and the must was too loud gangster type music—kept hearing the word “homie” in every song. I was almost immediately approached by a slim Asian. She asked for a dance right away with no pretense of small talk, so I said no and she went away. A few minutes later a well built blond approached and asked me how I was doing. After a bit of chit chat she suggested a private dance. This was tempting, but I told her since I had just gotten there I just wanted to sit and check things out for a bit. She asked me to let her know if I changed my mind and moved on. It wasn’t long after that that another slender, pretty Asian approached and climbed into my lap. She chit-chatted a bit before asking for a dance. I was even more tempted, but again declined and watched the dances on stage for a while. There were probably about a half dozen dancers when I entered, but a few more filtered in while I was there. Most were very good looking. A few were a bit chunky for my taste, but to each is own. Eventually, the stacked blonde came and asked again if I was ready for a dance. I took her up on it this time, so we went to the private dance area, which a room lined with cubicles, each not much bigger than an easy chair. At the opening of each cubicle was an electronic dance metering machine. This was a first for me. The girl explained how it worked. You put in a $20 bill, and after a few seconds a green light comes on, which starts the dance, and then a red light comes on later, and the dance stops. I asked her how long each dance lasted, and she said three or four minutes. OK, what the hell, I’ll give it a try, so I put in a $20. The display of the machine does not show actual time. It starts at 20.00 and counts down from there. It’s not 20 seconds, and its definitely not 20 minutes, but I didn’t time the dance, so I don’t know how long it really was. It seemed to be about the three or four minutes the girl said it would be. The girls dance nude on stage, but only topless here (don’t know about VIP). I got two topless dances, which were pretty good. This girl was really built, C or D size bust, very pretty overall, touching was allowed, and gave a bit of light grinding. I have had better, but this definitely wasn’t bad. I stopped after two. Went back outside and watched the stage for a while and then left. Don’t know what else was available here as I didn’t ask and wasn’t offered.