Stopped by D. Dolls on my...

Stopped by D. Dolls on my way home from work on a Tue. 5-7 pm seems to be a bit of a sweet spot. Not crowded, but not empty either. And I believe there is a shift change at 6, so there is a period of time where the two shifts overlap. Also, for some reason I find it interesting to see the dancers coming into the club in their civilian clothes. I found seat in a nice dark corner of the club opposite the bar. This is a great location to sit and watch the show - and the continuous parade of dance solicitors, but not so good for getting waitress service.

It didn't take long to get approached by a dancer who was attractive, but not my type. I dispatched her, and a couple more who didn't do much for me until I was approached by my krypyonite - a young Cuban hardbody spinner with disproportionally sized bolt ons. She sat on my lap and immediately started rubbing my crotch. She pulled her top off and put my hands on her bolt ons (yeah, they're fake, but still fun to play with). We sat and groped each other while she told me what was on the menu. Basically anything I wanted. Since this all occurred within about 20 minutes of my arrival I suggested we just do one $25 private dance, otherwise I'd be heading home too soon. During this one song dance she reached in and began a very nice HJ, that I had to call off before it reached the point of no return because I intended to take her for a BBBJ/CIM later on. We went back to my nice dark corner and had another drink and continued groping until she got called up on stage. She went to dance, and I went to the bathroom (which, by the way was exceptionally clean, much appreciated). I came out of the bathroom and literally bumped right into my ATF from previous visits - another Cuban hardbody beauty who gave me a DFK and said the magic words "I want you to f*** me". By this time I was already worked up by the other girl who was now on stage, so off we went to the VIP to take care of business. For $2 I got FS every way I wanted it with CIM finish that she immediately spit on the carpet (I don't want to even think about the floor in those booths). I gathered myself and headed out, past the stink-eye gaze of dancer #1 who had just finished her set.

In all, another great evening at the Diamond. I keep hoping other clubs would step it up and adopt the Dolls' business model so I can stop coming here. I am increasingly uncomfortable with becoming recognized as a regular. But I haven't found anywhere else in SFL with the same level of consistency as DD.