A few Sundays back

I stopped in on a Sunday afternoon, which was also my first visit to Bogarts. I’m glad to see that there wasn’t valet parking to deal with and that the cover was only $5. I would say that there were about a 12-15 customers and 5 girls. I took a seat by the bar as I generally like to take in my surroundings first, and not long into my first beer a dancer stopped by who must have been in her late 40s or early 50s (maybe Torrie?). She really wasn’t my style, so I turned her away and spent most of my remaining time watching a baseball game and occasionally looking at the stage.

Besides the older dancer there were 2 dark-haired girls, one that was plenty soft around the middle but had a massive pair and the other one was just kind of average and who may have been Latina. It’s hard for me to tell. They were maybe 4 or 5’s depending on your tastes. There was a tall blonde that danced who had decent looking C’s, but had the beginnings of a belly and some thigh/butt cellulite. I have a feeling that that wouldn’t have been as much of a problem to many others, but I’m a little particular. If she had ended up stopping by my table and had a good personality – she did have a nice smile – I almost certainly would have gotten over it. There was one other girl that was my type, a brunette who was probably in her 20s with small B’s. She wasn’t rail thin, but she had enough to her that made me think that she looked healthy overall. I like spinners, but I hate when they’re so small that they have absolutely no muscle tone. This girl was catching a lot of attention from the customers and was making her way from table to table, but ultimately I left after she took a guy a few tables away up to the VIP. I just didn’t have the time to spare. Come to think of it, I don’t think I remember seeing that girl smile once and she looked sort of “all business.”

Now, before I left the heavier girl with the massive tits stopped by and talked to me briefly. I really wasn’t interested, but she told me to let her know later if I wanted to “cum all over her.” I got a real kick out of the whole interaction, so there’s that. I left after about an hour and 20 minutes with cash to spend, although it was probably my fault for biding my time and not flashing cash to the one or two decent girls there. The trip cost $21 for cover, two beers and tip.