Chill Place

The place is beautiful. It has pristine white leather couches, plenty of VIP room, and comfortable chairs to sit in as you watch dancers switch between two stages. The poles vault over the second floors and the girls slide down the poles to begin their dances. I saw about seven beautiful girls when I walked in, but none really caught my eye in being worthy of my money. They seemed to be interested in the largest dollar or spending time with regulars. They did not even greet me once.

But it's perhaps because I refused to get up and walk around. The chair I sat on had ice and water spilled all over it and I wet the bottom of my pants. It looked like I had shat myself. I was embarrassed and couldn't get up to walk around even if I wanted to - I had to wait for my buddies to finish their dances until I decided to leave. On the night I went, I couldn't even go to the stage to tip the dancers because some random rapper decided to start performing. He and his boys took over the stage and they nearly destroyed the thing. They were going so hard they kicked out all the girls off the stage. Which I thought was retarded because don't you want girls to be in your videos? Don't you want the girls to be going as hard as you up on the stage?

Anyways, in order to leave, I had to jump chair-to-chair and slide the rollers all the way to the exit. I walked in between my boys and as soon as we exited I sprinted away.