Arrived around 2 AM Sun/Mon. ...

Arrived around 2 AM Sun/Mon. Found a seat and after a few minutes a Thai dancer sits on my lap. She's pretty nice and isn't really high pressure, although her English was limited. I buy two lap dances. Get a decent grind, though no real bending of the rules. She was pleasant, but there were a lot of other women who interested me so I decided I'd do a little shopping.

Less than a minute after the first dancer leaves, an attractive (probably an 8 - really wish I remember her name) blonde comes up to me and asks if I'm alone. I say yes, and she grabs my hand and leads me across the room. I wasn't sure if she just had a seat she liked or something, but sure enough she led me straight into the VIP room without asking me, and says "just give me all the cash in your wallet and we'll have some fun." I chuckle nervously, but she's not smiling, she's 100% serious. I ask her how much she wants, and she says something about starting at $200. I didn't have quite that much in my wallet and besides I really wasn't ready to give that kind of cash to her. I immediately had a flashback to bad strip club experiences I've had, including once at Talk of the Town in LV about 5 years ago, where the dancer sees me as just a big dollar sign and tries to milk every last penny out of me. I'm extremely shy and non-confrotational, so against my better judgement I give her $140 and she kind of frowns as I give it to her and makes a comment about how she thinks I have more in my wallet. I do, but a) it's not very much and I want to get a snack later and b) it's none of her f***in' business how much is in my wallet. She dances on me for a few minutes, probably less than the length of one song, during which she pitches the idea of my taking her to my hotel for the night for $500 (as if it would be that easy and she wouldn't try to get anything else out of me). I say let's see how the dance goes and I'll think about it. Then she asks if I'd like to cum right there. I say sure, why not, so she says she needs another $100. I'm really ready to cut my losses and bolt at this point, so I agree but I tell her I need to use my credit card. My plan is to somehow ditch her on our way to the cashier. My plan of sneaking away to the bathroom failed, but luckily the cashier was busy when we got there and I told her I'd changed my mind and I just walked out the door.

She is the person who gives strippers a bad name. She knew I was from out of town and would never see her again, so she decided she'd milk me dry. I'm really really down on LV strip clubs now, but I'll probably try another tomorrow night. It just sucks because I'm getting killed gambling this trip too :(