Dying Club

Out with my buddies for dinner, I decided to swing by the Ballpark for my first post-raid visit to see if the place still has a chance for a good time.

I entered the club (no cover) and sat at the bar to grab a bottled beer (nothing on draft - I picked Yuengling). As usual the bartender does well, is cute, and attentive.

The club was nearly empty - only a handful of patrons there and I believe four girls on the lineup board hanging on the wall. I only stuck around to watch two dancers on the stage, and wasn't too thrilled with either. The first was better looking than I expected - nice body and kind of flirty. She walked around the inside of the bar to collect tips, with the first $1 expected between her boobs and the second with her leg on the bar and inside her g-string.