A slow evening

I thought my best bet to escape intense smoke was to visit on a weekday. Drove to on Monday Atlanta so thought I had to give my favorite place just another visit, unlike most other visits that happened on weekends.

Arrived at about 7pm, kind of late given that I usually come in afternoons. Paid 10 for parking and another 10 for cover.

My girl was patiently waiting for me. We sat at a table and then went to the couches where she had to burn my wallet before she left. This time I wore an athletic short and no underwear in purpose. My girl's dances were so erecting that I needed to slow her few times that I won't blow.