Story time

I've pretty much said all that I think needs to be said about Booby Trap - Doral, so this review is a little bit of an update with some new thoughts, but mainly it's just a vehicle to tell some stripper stories.

So I arrived around midnight on a Thursday, which I guess subjects it to the weekend cover of $20. There were a lot of cars outside although a good amount of them were for the adjoining male strip club in the building. A Thursday in the holiday season felt almost like a weekend party vibe, similar to Sunday night's I've been here. But I've always been impressed that the club carries a party vibe, but not so much that one feels uncomfortable in PL mode.

So I walk in and grab my usual corner of the bar. The girls are the usual mix that I've described before, good number of familiar faces but always something new. Almost as soon as I sit down & get a beer, Mega #2 (My CF) and another Letter S type who I've gotten good dances from before come through. Kinda don't want to see them so early, before I've really checked out the club & other opportunities. They kinda recognize me from previous visits (when I tell Mega 2 an identifying feature about me, she definitely remembers). I let them know I just got there and to check me a little later, telling Mega 2 I definitely want dances from her. They leave and go shoot the chisme for a minute, and then Mega 2 comes back, saying she'd rather be over here (stripper shit, but effective). Mega 2 walks over to me twice in a night, and even if I haven't been in the club long, I'm ready so off we go. I get four high mileage dances from her. I thought she may have been tired in the middle of the 3rd, but said no she likes to dance, and that her record was 18 dances in a row. For the first time with her she mentioned "cuarto" (going Champagne room), but didn't push it at all, just kind of casually mentioned. Thought I'd probably get some more dances later, but wanted to see what else was in the world. I ended up getting some individual mid to low mileage dances from a couple of dancers (none were Letter S types, I purposefully tried to diversify). All three choices were some impulse purchases based on some small thing that they did or said. 2 were OK, one was actually just bad. She could tell I was not into it, and she kind of sheepishly asked me if I didn't like her dances. I'm not out here trying to educate, I'm just trying to cut my losses on the gamble and keep it moving.