That was good

After striking out at Deja Vu, I thought I'd try my luck at Choice just for old time's sake. And it couldn't have gone any better. Approaching the joint a long-time favorite was standing out front having a smoke.mShe only dances now on rare occasions and I lucked out to find her there. Got a tight hug and a lot of convo before even going in the door. We parted ways as I did business ar the front counter with the ape head greeter/bouncer who did not say a word to me as I paid my cover and drink minimum.

So I wasn't alone in wanting to spend time & money on my old flame. Probably had to sit an hour waiting for her to work her way thru the batting order of guys there to see her. During all that time, only two dancers ever took to the stage. And it seemed to be on their own initiative. There was no call out by the DJ announcing who they were or would be next. This place is really tanking it on customer service. Also during my wait, two different dancers were eating their lunch out at tables in the main room, one watching some show on her phone with the volume up so loud, you could hear it over the DJ music. Again, pretty tacky. Reminders again on why I keep coming to this place less frequently.

Finally got hooked up with the old flame. I decide to take her upstairs to the VIP. Usual process is to pay for the dances at the bar, log in your time and proceed upstairs. But ape head was nowhere to be found. Dancer tells me to that we'll just skip that and pay him on the way back down. I'm digging that since under normal circumstances, he would come upstairs at the end of our time to tell us that time was up. The dancing was incredible as we made up for lost time. She was incredibly horny and we were touching each other just about everywhere and grinding extremely hard both ways. Totally lost track of time in the best way possible. If she didn't actually cum, it was the best damn impression of cumming I've ever seen. Her legs cramped up so tight I had to lift her off my lap and lay her on the couch next to me, her legs now across my lap. I'm massaging them in that post coitus glow when we here a commotion coming up the stairs. Ape head starts screaming "Where's the money?" and that they both could get fired for what just happened.....it's all on the cameras. I dig out my wallet and settle up, thinking to myself this display of his stupidity is then also being recorded on the cameras. Dancer is totally unphased by what's going on.