Had been to RR a few times over the past 2 years, and have to say that the mileage there is as good or better than I've experienced at my old home town club that I'd been to at least weekly for 15 years or so

Had been to RR a few times over the past 2 years, and have to say that the mileage there is as good or better than I've experienced at my old home town club that I'd been to at least weekly for 15 years or so. So, on a trip thru AZ this last August, I stopped in as I was in town for 1 more day on my way to Phoenix.

There's a very tight-bodied little bartender there named Olivia that I've talked with a few times, but she was not working that day. So, I took my seat at the bar, and while the bartender working was attractive, I faced the floor looking for one of the 2 or 3 girls that I had some very good experiences with in the past. None were working, but one gal that I'd had dances from on an earlier trip was in. The floor dances that other time had been better than ok, and the 3 or so I'd had in the champagne room were nice, though it was less about attention to me than it was her granting absolute unfettered access to her fine anatomy - which was by no means a bad thing! So, I tipped her when her stage turn came, and when she stopped by shortly after, i immediately offerred her a drink, which she accepted. She's brunette, tall (in her heels), with just excellent add-on breasts and a tight, lean body with a curvy ass. Young, I think she's 23, with a roundish face but an almost Julia Roberts look about her. She said she was half latina, but think the rest was anglo. We chatted and like last time she was funny and flirty, so we did 2 floor dances. Then, she was on-call for stage, so I suggested I save her by letting her take me to the CR to skip stage.

3 or 4 CR dances later of the same very high-access type, she gets a little more interested in my lumpy lap, and I'm getting optimistic. The song ends, she asks if I want another, and I reply sure, and that I knew she was being polite, but, if she wanted to take that out, well, it was just fine by me. She did. She spent the first minute straddling and stroking, then hit her knees for a little TF, then went for the back of her throat. She didn't stop - I barely lasted into the next song, and she sat back, stood, and walked around the corner to dispose of her "catch". I was totally befuddled and in disbelief - I had JUST had a similar experience the day before in another Tucson club, and could not believe my luck. Unlike the previous day, tho, I did get this little angel's name and number for later visits to town.