Nasty

I've been reading about Carnival Book Store for years and finally had the opportunity to check it out. Wow. I don't think I'll be going back. It was the single nastiest, most run-down adult entertainment venue I've ever been in - and I've been in many. You're supposed to go to the back of windowed booths to then put a dollar in a machine that lowers a curtain, then talk to each girl in the booth until you find one that you want to get a dance with. More than half of the booths had "out of order" signs on the dollar bill machines, so you could just walk up to the front door of the booth to talk to the girls.

The girls themselves were nothing to write home about. I kept walking in circles for about five minutes just hoping that someone more appealing would appear. Didn't happen. I eventually went with one who was a maybe 4.5 and probably the best looker. She was nice personality-wise at least. We went into the back and I put $40 into the machine (which of COURSE didn't want to take my fresh-from-the-bank cash for maybe 6 attempts until it finally worked). Before we got down to brass tacks, she wanted me to drop my pants to see what was going on. I'm not shy so I did...I must have been satisfactorily hung and/or clean. We negotiated a bit, and then I pre-tipped her, she pulled her top down, and sat on the bench while I stood in front of her. Use your imagination to fill in the rest. I was satisfied with the end result, but couldn't help notice the bleach solution with the mop on my way out the door. Yuck.