Thought I knew what I was getting into....

And it's exactly what I thought. This was a few months back in the winter when I went and it was a Sunday early evening with a playoff NFL game on. The place was dead-- well appointed but dead. Desperate dance on stage, group of guys talking and watching the game, girls talking to the bartender, and me watching the game waiting for the world to come to me. I chose this club because II was looking up clubs to stop at in Hartford on the way back down from Vermont and read a post that said this was the place to go for mileage. Well-- the girls pretty much ignored me for maybe twenty minutes or so, then the first two that came to talk to me weren't my type (ugly, porky) but then a lady in her late 30s early 40s came up with the right attitude so I thought I'd try this out. Got halfway into one dance where she started to to negotiate the next level and..... the next level was had. CFBJ and CFS, which I was fine with on both accounts (especially the second) given what comes through here. I had fun, she was nice and fun. I don't think I will go back because I felt awfully dirty, albeit satisfied, upon exiting. But, if that's what you're looking for, you can find it there. This was a few months back so I can't speak to the name of the dancer, but it seemed like most there had a menu.