After striking out elsewhere, I decided...

After striking out elsewhere, I decided to take a flier on a pit-stop at Fantasy. With sufficiently low expectations, I entered, showed my ID (not scanned, thank you) and paid my $5.

Upon entering, I felt very little energy on this late evening. I ordered a beer anyway and settled in. I observed no more than 6 or 7 dancers, none of which seemed overly enthusiastic about being there. One was going through the motions on stage, one was locked up with another PL, one seated with two custies and 2 or 3 were floating around. I turned down a couple quick "wanna dance" hit-ups as too soon (and not rating more attention from me).

I was finally approached by an early 30-something Latina (I think), whose name escapes me. She was pushing hard for the back room starting at $300 and working downward from there. Even though she was rubbing in all the right places, I wasn't feeling that kind of expense at that hour. I settled for some traditional lappers.