Tootsie's 1PM

I had a meeting Friday morning that ended early. I figured Tootsie's would be my best bet for a decent line up of dancers at 1:00 o'clock on a weekday afternoon, so I drove on over.

I have described the club previously, as has everyone else, so I will skip that. If you have never been, think huge upscale converted discount warehouse club. Parking was free. No cover charge. No one even standing outside the club or at the counter just inside.

As soon as I entered, I decided to check out the top area. As I was getting on the elevator, 2 Latina dancers walked up behind me and joined me inside. No sooner had the doors closed than I had four hands all over me. The one girl started pulling down on my dick like she was trying to get milk out of an udder. One girl said nothing and the other said "champagne room" in broken English. I got the feeling I had just heard half of the words she knew for conversational English. When I explained I had just arrived and wasn't ready for dances just yet, I pretty much ceased to exist. Since the three of us were the only ones up there, I just turned around and walked back down the stairs.