A lame and hustling skang she was - and a comparison to King Henry VIII

Been here a few times before. 15 bucks to get in and you do get I free soft drink. But needless cover charge early in the evening with hardly any chicks there and just a juke box. Never should have come back, I should have learned before. A thin, mixed AA with natural slightly hanging tits, frizzy hair, and a trim ass caught my attention on a late afternoon once before so I went back to see if she was here today. She was. She danced on stage and I threw a 5 spot. Only 2 other guys in the house and they weren't tipping anyone. No booze in this place because full nude dances but I wish it wasn't like that. I bring in a flask of rum to add to my can of Pepsi. She finishes dancing and comes over to thank me for the tip in an obligatory manner and she asks me for a stick of the gum I was chewing. Fine. I invite her to sit down. She doesn't know the first thing about conversation. I know that being an educated interesting guy with a Hollywood movie set job I can tell some good stories but it was like talking to a wall. Couldn't really get close to her at all physically either. No GF experience here with her. She ain't the cuddly type. Asked me a few times "so you ready to dance?" and I gave in. Wanted to dance anyway with her because of the tits and ass but didn't appreciate the rush job especially since nobody else was really waiting for her services. She asked me for 3 dollars for the juke box to give me a dance. That scam has been worked here on me before. No DJ until later at night but why do we have to feed the juke box? At least the songs seem full length. I give it to her because 3 bucks isn't going to change my future lifestyle and I didn't want to start the dance on a sour cheapskate note even though I was starting it on a dumb chump note. Don't know which is worse but neither should have to happen. She didn't have to come on like a homeless lady on the street corner, begging for change. She starts up the tunes and we went in to dance and nobody was in the not so private dance area so I thought the mileage would be decent. It was OK, fully sucked her slinky tits with nuce sized nipples and played with her pussy but all the action was purely one way. She was staring off into space. At the end she told me $50. It is $10 a song and she overcharged me 1 song which I'm sure was intentionnal but whatever. Wasnt in the mood to argue. Then she tells me "give me a tip, like $20, because you fingered me". So maybe I did. No prices were discussed and she could have redirected my hand.

I could have been a repeat customer for her because she was kind of sexy-built but we are now done for all time.

The only other experience I had here at Ron's was with a chick with some fake tits whose butt smelled like old poop mixed with sweat when she sat on me to grind. You all know that smell. Reminded me of my High School wrestling team days when a guy gets your head in a leg headlock with your nose in his ass crack. With this chick I basically tapped out after one dance. Not a very feminine scent. Washed my clothes when I got home. Total turn off.

I will take my business to King Henry VIII from now on where I just about always have a good time. Sometimes you get good discrete mileage just sitting at a table with the right chick if you can converse in a polite way and find mutual interesting things to talk about. Mercedes is a cool chick there who likes honest compliments about her nice thick body, natural tits, and big nipples, and mutual closeness will ensue at a dark corner table if you give the right vibe. She is generous with herself in the dance booth also. No bad attitudes there. Everyone is chill. But don't get the wrong idea that they "really like you" no matter how friendly they are, strippers are strippers.