Not sure if I'm going back

Went here after there were too few, too ugly strippers for too many customers at Babe's. I few other custies from Babe's had the same idea. $5 cover, $5 beers. Every time I have been there, an Asian girl was tending bar, hotter than any of the dancers. I think the same girl. She always wear a corset that shows off her cleavage, which are so round and firm they must have been bought. Saturday night she was wearing fishnet nylons, and I just had to notice that her legs were as toned and perfect as the rest of her. She caught me checking her out a few times, and smiled back. Great girl.

There is a bathroom troll. I have no idea why, in this place.

As soon as a dancer sits next to you, she's followed by a shot girl, and you feel forced to buy a drink for both if you want the girl to stay. That's capitalism at work. Tits and booze keeps America running.

A wide spread of dancers, but none above a seven. At least six of the girls were soft and flabby. There were a couple of thinner girls that were all right, too young to have gotten too overweight. I got lucky, and caught the attention of an attractive blonde. She called herself Tracy. Good conversationalist. A cup, but a first class lower body. Walking up the stairs to the lap dance room, I was in awe of her toned, muscular legs. Perfect calves. Perfect ass. She encouraged touching, and her legs were solid muscle. Unfortunately, while my hands were largely free to roam and there was decent friction and attempts at grinding, I would not classify the dance as high-mileage. She considered my crotch as off-limits as hers.

None of the other girls were remarkable, and my friend was tired from the flight, so we left before midnight.