Saturday Night!

I went to Cheetah's last night after checking how bad the traffic would be in San Francisco and decided to head south instead. The parking lot was packed so I was expecting a full line up but when I got in I noticed maybe 7-9 girls. One of the dancers told me that six girls called in sick that night. It seemed pretty obvious that they were understaffed. They padded the time in between dancers to allow the girls to thank everyone at the rails. This padded time must've been great for those getting private dances but the private dances at Cheetah's are pretty similar to what you get at the rail.

I was just at Gold Club a few days before and knowing the difference between private dancers at both venues it was difficult to cough up similar amounts of money. At Cheetah the dancers get nude in a booth for you, but there is no touching. At Gold Club, the dancers keep their swimsuits or lingerie on but you can touch the girls and go home smelling like lotion. If only there was a way to get the best of both worlds...