Friendly club

I made landfall here at about 6 p.m. on a recent Tuesday afternoon. I had been once before about a year earlier and had a surprisingly good time. I had even more fun this time. There was no music when I walked in, or for most of the time I was there, and just a few men and women loitering around, with no one who looked like a dancer.

I sat at the bar and an experienced white lady asked me what I wanted to drink. First thing you need to know is that this club does not serve alcohol, which suits me fine because I don't drink. That also means they get full nude, of which I approve. The lady brought me the Coke I requested and then she asked if I wanted a dance. Although she had a touch of a meth addict look, I had ridden in on a motorcycle and was cold, so I said yes. She peeled off her clothes and warmed me right up. Her dance was very good and she was a really nice lady.

After that, I noticed a young black girl sitting by herself in the back, and even though she did not appear to be a dancer, I approached her anyway and started chatting. Turns out she was a dancer, and was just there early and hadn't gotten dressed. She was just wearing a loose-fitting t-shirt and shorts. Her name was Baby Girl. We talked for a while and she was a really sweet girl. It seemed like just a normal conversation with a normal person. She asked me if I wanted a dance, and I said yes. I especially enjoyed her because she was wearing normal clothes, and it felt more like I was just getting lucky with a real girl at a party than getting lap dances at a strip club. I enjoyed running my hands all up under her t-shirt. I liked her very much.

Another oddity here that may annoy some is that the dancers will ask for a few dollars when you get a dance to put in the juke box. I find that a small price, though, to not have a screeching dip-shit deejay.

There was also another older black woman who gave me a couple of good dances.