Lost review.

I thought I had posted this review but it's not on my list and can't leave it unwritten as it's important on this journey. It was a few years back . Right after my separation for my wife (here after referred to as Crazy Bitch). I was driving to FL for business and making phone calls to deal with the separation and wondering where my life was going. I had not been to a strip club since my bachelor party 15 years prior. So I keep seeing the signs along 75 (I think). Billboards for Cafe Risque every few miles inviting you to stop in ("truckers welcome").

It was a struggle to decide , but after being a devoted and straight laced husband for 15 years and finding out what a cheating bitch I married, what the hell.

Stopped in and found there was not alcohol (could have used a drink at that point). It was set up like a diner with chairs/tables across the floor and then if I remember correctly, the tip rail was set up with bar stools. They had an attached adult store but didn't go in there. They had a diner-type menu and I ordered a burger and fries and coke from the waitress and moved to the tip rail to watch and wait. Girls got completely nude, which I had not seen a club do before. They rotated down a single stage every couple of songs and were 3-4 on stage at a time. Stage was long and narrow so not that much room for dancing but talk about up close and personal! I'd tip each as she went by $1-2. One girl was exceptionally hot and was trying to interact with her, but she was new and being coached by another girl who was really in to laying down the rules to her. She was coaching her on how she could and could not position her legs, because (in addition to now alcohol) they were not allowed to "expose their genitalia" (?????). Anyway, by time she was done coaching they had moved down and I figured see her later. I then saw a really nice looking blond hardbody, who was very interesting. She danced , I tipped and she leaned down and asked if I knew how the private dances worked. I said no and she explained the pricing and such (I believe it was $25/song and took place in the back. She suggested strongly I get one from her (of course). And she was the hottest their (platinum blond, tan bod, petite bod but busty bolt ons) think of the blond bimbo on the movie "ROADHOUSE". About this time she moved down and my food came over, so I moved to table (kind of hard to eat at the tip rail but some were). I ate and blondy kind of disappeared . I think I had 1-2 inquire about dances while I ate but no real pressure and I was watching for blondy. She came back out in a hot slinky party dress, and preceded to walk right past me. I snagged her and asked about the dance. She brought me back and I had to pay up front. She put on a pair of spanks and had me lay back on a bed, and required I lace my fingers behind my head and no touching. She was toppless but bottoms stayed on. We did 3 songs with pretty good grind, but hard to keep my hands too myself (to be honest I'd rather have a bikini club that's hands on, even to just feel the curves). Overall it was a good dance, at that point in my journey, although she was not particularly friendly looking back on it , but hey, I was used to that (refer to Crazy Bitch). She did ask if I was married and I told her my the short version of my situation to which she responded "you know we do divorce parties !" (that was food for thought).

After that I left with a good memory and a little feeling of freedom . Spent a little less time thinking about how I was about to start a new life in crushing debt and child support while th crazy bitch continued to work on turning my child against me. It's definitely not the top club I've been to, not even close, but it's an important one in my history I guess. I would stop in again if in the Gainesville area, just to reminisce. Hopefully they will allow this being so old (8 years), as it was the first one I had been to while starting a new single life.