First Sunday visit.

I has stopped in Wacko's (bikini) on a Sunday afternoon and decided to follow that visit with a Sunday evening visit to the Doll House since it was rainy and not a good time to be on the highway.. When I arrived at the DH, about 8pm, there were just a few cars in the lot, plenty of parking available. On entering, I immediately noted that there were only two other customers, but there seemed to be at least 10 dancers. I later found out that the club requires regular dancers (including day shift) to work at least one Sunday a month and there were 16 dancers in the club that evening. I sat down, ordered a soda, and looked around. This was one of the few visits I have made to the Doll House when ALL of the dancers were at least a 7, and most were solid 8s.

Just as my soda arrived, a young blonde slid into the seat next to me and said, "I've been waiting for you." She looked good but I am certain I have never seen her before. After a few minutes I figured out that she was about a "2 out of 10" on the mental health scale and she wouldn't stop talking. She could not take a hint and I simply couldn't get her to leave. Finally, I ended up getting a dance from her (one only, she was not very good) just to get her up from my table. I made sure she took he drink with her to the VIP. // note: DH club management requires dancers to leave customers alone if the customer is with another dancer or if another dancer's drink cup (the foam cups) is on a customer's table. // When I left VIP I did not immediately sit, and looney blonde finally moved on.

I didn't take long for other dancers to stop by and inquire about my interest. When a young brown haired beauty approached, I invited her to sit and we began an interesting conversation. // another note: In the DH, conversation means pretty much talk only. Mgmt does not tolerate overt hanky-panky on the club floor. // After a while she asked if she could molest me, and I consented.