One Sunday night

So I decided to try my luckys on the same night I tried PP and they wanted to pick my ass up some damn steps. So I guess I will never know what PP is like. But I choose to come here on a Sunday because I figured it would not be packed. It wasn't at first but it go packed later on. I got there around 9:30pm. It was still happy hour. So I think drinks were 3 dollars. Had a few dancers out. Now this place is raggady as hell. No VIP room or champagne room that I know off. The damn bathroom I cannot get into because it's narrow and I'm in a wheelchair. So I had to leave and go to my van to use the bathroom and get cleaned up. It's a good thing I travel with a medical kit. The girl tried to make me pay for coming back in because they don't allow u to come in and out without paying. But once I e planned my situation she understood and didn't make me pay. The women here when there are a lot range from a damn 3 all the way up to a 10. I'm not lying. You can find some 10's sprinkled here and there but they got some fat out of shape ugly ones to. I told the bouncer I was only gonna stay and hour. He told me I was full of shit and he knows once the real talent came on the floor. I was gonna stay. I left that damn club at 2:17am lol. He started laughing when I finally came out to go home

So this first woman came in normal cloths and came past me and brushed my chest and said hi. I brought her a drink. I didn't know if she was a dancer or a patron. She left and came back and hour later. When I tell you that she had a nice body on her and smelled good. Is isn't lying. She didn't bug me for a dance. She just stood in viewing distance and I finally told her to come here and they do their dances right in front of everyone for dollars. Lots of grinding and two way contact.

During that night some dude from Africa came and sat next to me, he was from Atlanta. He asked me if he needed to bring his body guard inside the club or leave him outside to watch his car. I told him no one gonna mess with him cause they gonna think he with me. But I thought he was full of shit even though he was dressed like he had money. Jewelry, cloths and everything was on point. Eventually it's started to get real good as more and more women show up. He asked me who I thought was the baddest bitch in the club. I pointed at the girl I danced with earlier. He called her over and whispered something in her ear she came and danced for me some more and he pulled out his money and made it rain. He grabbed some more women that were 10's. And he brought us all shots and they were all over my ass one by one. And he was making it rain. I thought it was my birthday.