Rumors and Reality

I've been reading about how Player's Club has gone way down hill. From it's peak? Sure, it's been a little off since its greatest generation aged out or moved on. But it sounded like the place was on its last legs from how some of these reviews sounded.

Since I was in the area, I took in a visit. Bottom line, the rumors of the Wheel's demise have been greatly exaggerated. A ways back this was my "home" club in times when I saw Baltimore a lot more often. Truth be told, the club looks about the same. A couple more TVs. VIP rooms with mirrors now in addition to the superdance booth. Before that curtained booth ruined the corner those were the power lap stalls. Think power lunch, stripper style. The lap dance area is a little more open now, and the wall is a little lower as others have mentioned. It didn't seem to affect the dances I got. Once a dancer decides she has you where she wants you, look out and hang on. For a bit of bad news, one of my fav dancers there who was looking a little past her prime the last time I visited is still trending in the wrong direction. Won't name names, but the regulars will know who I'm talking about. She was one of the more athletic dancers, so maybe she blew a knee out or something. Corinne bailed her out after a couple of lackluster dances the prior visit. This time I just skipped the dances altogether since there were some new faces to meet.

If you want fancy furniture and the latest tech blasting out lights and sound, that is not what this club's about. It's about lap dances. It seems like a lot of the current crop of favorites is out. That's okay, the kids are alright. That's kids as in younger, new faces. Not actual kids for all you who are on the wrong board. Random shout out to Angela. Slim. Pretty face. Her tits are perfect. Try them. Perfect. She's also pretty cool. And hot. Danced well for a rook. Check her out. Ariel looked like she had a body that could do some lap damage, but I was not able to connect with her since I got sidetracked by Jessie. She was not a rook. Got several dances with multiple dancers. No complaints. YMWV. Moving on, the talent level is not going to ever rival Vegas, but you're also not paying Vegas prices and you get a pretty good topless dance for $30. No pasties. Hands on. No thought or charm required from the custies. It's BYOB. Save a buck or lots. The girls there drink. Take enough to share. You want pussy in your face? Tip at the main stage. Tits on your face? Tip at the stage. You want a dance? Ask for one. The way this club works is not that complicated. Get your game face on, men.