I decided to hit an assortment...

I decided to hit an assortment of Mannheim clubs while recently in the area. Since J's was the first at the beginning of the "strip" I figured I'd see what kind of talent they had working.

Their lot is small yet finding a spot was no problem. No cover charge. I sat near the end of the bar closest to the front door and orders a drink. Even though the bartender was leaning in (a nice looking white girl who had tear drops tattooed on her temple), I had to yell to her that I wanted a Miller Lite bottle. I say yell because the girls working there were all shouting across the room at each other. This went on for several minutes so I wasn't sure if they were fighting or just having a conversation.

After taking a sip from my beer I took my first really good look at the dancers. There were five girls - 2 black , 1 hispanic and 2 white. The best looking one was one of the white girls: tall, brunette, good shape and a pretty face. The problem was, like all the other girls there, she was VERY loud. Perhaps this was Dana? The old white guy she was talking to seemed like he was ready to leave after finishing his beer. But then they were all loud....as if they were all on something. One of the black dancers (the thin old one with braided hair) confirmed my suspicions when she yelled for one of the other girls to grab her weed so that they could go outside and smoke. The bigger black dancer came and sat next to me. She played with my stick through my pants doing her best to get me to take her in the back for a $20 dance or a two dance special for $30. The enclave in the back is now pitch black, with no lights. I’m guessing some fun can be had back there. While I was tempted I decided to pass since she just wasn’t my type. A half hour later she was out the door heading home.