The private rooms

Was in New Orleans last spring for Jazz Fest. Lipstixxx was our final stop of the night. We were probably here from about 2am until 4am. The club was dingy and crowded. People weren't really paying attention to the stage. It was hard to move around because of the way that the chairs and tables were set up. There were two dancers that were solid 8s, who sat down with me and my buddy. The girl asked me if I wanted a tour of the VIP rooms. She led me out back through a surprisingly quiet courtyard. The private rooms are in a different building in the back. Some of the rooms look like group rooms, where several guys were getting dances on couches. They could see each other, even though the room was dark. On the second floor, though, there was a room all the way in the back, which nobody would have reason to pass by. The dancer said we could have the room all to ourselves. I paid up, and got the room. A guy dropped off a bottle of champagne and handed the girl a jolly. She got right down to business and offered me the full menu. We had a great time.