I am not in Kansas anymore!

After a long day at a work meeting, and staying at a hotel near Penn Station, I decided to venture out for a little fun before turning it in for the night. Decided to hit a cool little Irish Pub to gain a little liquid courage next door, and then headed in. Door guys/girls were friendly enough, and didn't make a huge deal about taking my $20, checking my ID and letting me go in. Might just be my luck, or the way they handle it, but I was not forced to have someone show me to a table. I just walked in, went to the bar, grabbed my $12 Corona, and found a single chair up against the wall. Cool! I can just hang out here, get lay of the land and look for talent.

I had a couple of girls come by and ask for a dance, but I am particular about what I like -- have to have real breasts (sorry, just the way I am!). Had one nice dance from a Eastern European girl, paid my $20 and moved on. Had a second nice dance for a slightly bigger girl, but still rocking. Afterwards, I found the girl at another guys table who I really wanted, and was trying to get her attention with this bombshell of a girl came up to me with some if the nicest breasts I have ever seen, and asked if I wanted a dance. Sure! Why not?

Dont remember her name (does it really matter? Ha!), but she was really working it. Didn't the occasional hand touching her, she was quick to force her tits in my face, and even had that sly "whoops, did my hand go there?" as she worked her way down. After the dance was over, she asked if I wanted to go to the VIP room. I asked "How much?" and "What's it like in there?". $400 for 30 minutes, and they take credit cards, and we can have a lot of fun! Sold!