Meh...got here too late I guess?

Warning: Grammar will die horribly in the next review.

So, I slipped into Vanity's around 12:30, and it's dead. It's Monday, I know. Anyway, after a couple minutes, this tall (or is it the heels?) model looking mixed girl walks up to me and starts to lightly chat. Like, I don't want to be here chat. Not to diss her. She was the kind of girl I'd go for. She didn't give a fuck. Asked her if she wanted a drink as I pulled out my wallet and she declined. Felt dumb not asking before I did. She said she was about to leave and I asked at some point if she already had her last dance since it was so late. She said she could go back on and she went to the DJ to select her songs. I guess she selected things I would like since I'm black? Or is that my ego since she said she liked "Welcome to Jamrock", Also she said she liked reggae when I asked. I was trying to make some sort of conversation. I don't know if she was tired as it was late or if she just figured she'd be able to make money off me since she was the only girl of color and had a nice little bubble. Anyway, she got off stage and couldn't find me or something. She was looking around the club when I was sitting right up front. I even tipped her once. standing. She may wear glasses. Anyway, I raise a hand and she sees me, then we shortly go back.

I enjoyed the lap dance because she was cute and she fit my type I guess. Anyway, the dances are kinda expensive. 2 for $80, then 1 for $20 in the private small lap dance room. I know I got played. I guess I haven't had a dance in a while and I was anxious. Our room (middle one) had a slice in the cushion so I sat to the right of the seat. She bounced on my lap and did light grinding. Nothing special. She makes money of her looks, not effort. Smart girl.