If It's Tuesday, then it's "Ten Dollar Tuesday"

All Day on Tuesdays and Sundays, the topless <insert pastie-covered titties here> dances are only $10. Driving through the barren war-torn area of NW Indiana, that's called Lake County, I opted to stop at SCORES for a few cold ones and see if there were a few "Hot Ones" working early evening. That day, that early, there was no cover. LITE Beer was on special for $2, Crown Royal was $4 per shot (mixed or not.) Excluding XO, of course. There was baseball on several screens, NFL Football Channel, Soccer, and other assorted sporting events to detract you from so few patrons and dancers during this early evening sojourn. My bartender on this shift was an amiable blond named Brittany. She was able to handle the parse crowd, and smile while being tipped for opening beer bottles and pouring "brown liquor" in a snifter. This afternoon/evening visit appeared to look like any other Sports Bar, except there were dancers walking around the stage hoping for tips of appreciation.

I had a decent time. Why you ask ? She called herself Gia. A mature and aging Sicilian/Italian entertainer with dark features, soft curves and a penchant for conversation, name-dropping, and an interesting-enough life to make time fly. Approximately 5'3" 34 B/C cups, nice wheels and a few tats. She smiles easily, when you make her think or twist a phrase to reveal that you have been a patron of these arts for many years. We had a walk down memory lane re: Chicago-area strip clubs that have closed, Atlanta-based clubs where she worked off & on, and how her Familia does business in suburban Chicago. Has a good head for business. We discussed entertainment ventures and I enjoyed caressing her while sitting at the bar. It was $10 Tuesday, so I went back for several dances that were under the scrutiny of the DJ and management from the vantage of the DJ Booth. My wandering and exploring hands were moved away from areas that were "off-limits," and we know that this visit may be the beginning of something with "more-to-cum." She informed me that one of My favorite dancers is working the weekends and I owe it to myself to return to the scene of the crime to sample more dancers and to continue where we left off. Until then... I leave with a smile, a memory and tented slacks.