I promised myself I would never come back to Hollywood, but figured it was close enough to the places on Kings Highway so why not? Nothing has changed from my last visit, except the quality of dancers has really declined

I promised myself I would never come back to Hollywood, but figured it was close enough to the places on Kings Highway so why not? Nothing has changed from my last visit, except the quality of dancers has really declined. And that was quite evident by the small amount of customers on a Saturday night.

Cover was $10 and a miller lite bottle was $7. This place is still trying really hard to be a Vegas club. I will say that there was this one Hispanic dancer (complete with accent) who gave me one hell of a stage show, complete with two way contact stage side and later at my table. She said it was her first night there so I'm guessing she wasn't up to date on the clubs strict rules.....or maybe she didn't care. I had planned to take her in the back but a dancer named Ivy wouldn't leave me alone. The Hispanic girl disappeared with some lucky guy while Ivy kept me company at my table. Ivy was a white girl with the good kind of curves and a pretty face that I ended up tipping during her stage show. She wore a corset the whole time I was at the club. And while the other girls were changing outfits throughout the night she didn't once. I didn't give it any thought until she eventually loosened the corset a bit so my hands could access her underneath. That's when I got hands full of loose mom belly skin. I then realized the corset was being used as a girdle. That was the end of Ivy. But not until she asked me to tip her for TALKING to her. I threw a few bucks her way since she did a decent show and then told her I was good by myself.

The only other dancer that looked good, besides the hispanic girl, was a white dancer named Apple. Other then the both of them it was a bunch of young white girls that looked like the dumpy trailer park girl next door. For a Saturday night you would think this place would be jumping with dancers and customers. Maybe it was the incessant pestering by the waitresses to buy the dancers drinks that was keeping people away? The waitresses must have asked me close to twenty times if I wanted to buy Ivy and the hispanic girl drinks. That tells me they aren't making money with the girls on stage if they're harassing customer for drinks like that.