Predictable

I was itching for a good time, so for the first time I decided to try a club on a Sunday night. Hearing about how unpredictable (in a bad way) clubs can be on a Sunday night, I thought I would go to what I thought of as the most predictable (in a good way) of clubs in Orange County.

The summary of it all comes down to good news and bad news. The bad news was, there were only two girls when the club averaged about fifteen guys the whole time I was there. If you been to CG, you know this isn’t one of those clubs where you can sit at the bar or shoot pool or something; it is a stage and an excuse to use the dance/VIP area. So with two girls, that meant that you had one on stage for a little while, then nothing for just as long, then repeat. Worse if both of the girls were working the dance/VIP area. The bouncers and waitress were always quick to apologize for the lack of girls and kept saying some were coming in, and by the time I left they were, but it was still short.

The good news, the girls. Milan, a tight, muscular AA spinner who looked like she just stopped short of a bodybuilder to keep all her sexiness. Katrina, a little thicker hispanic who still had a nice body and good moves. Both I would put a 6 to 7. Being the good guy that I am, I took each back to have a go at the 6 for $100 VIP; and behind the curtains in a nice couch setting without the ever present glow of the cameras, both gave away really good two-way milage for a nice tip.