Decent mileage

I concluded my Friday evening with a return to this admittedly ghetto club, from 9:30 to 11:00. If you visit this club, you should park on one of the side streets on the east side of 35th St. There is no parking lot. I got patted down and was charged the $5.00 door fee, although there is no entry fee if you come early. There were up to 4 AA dancers--3 thicker and 1 thinner--and 10 AA customers. Surprisingly, there was a (fat) white woman bartender--the only other white in the club besides me.

The floor space in the club is quite small--a hole in the wall. The lighting level is medium. The rap music volume was up high enough to be somewhat uncomfortable on the ears and to make it rather hard to talk to anyone. There is a bar on the left, tables are on the right, and there is one stage at the far right that accommodates up to 2 dancers at a time. Some of the customers seemed uninterested in the dancers. They just shot pool or sat at the bar. Likewise, some dancers were not very interested in customers, or barely wiggled their ass on stage, and there was 1 spending her all time at stage checking her phone. The degree of pushiness varied.

The 4 dancers were Feenix (her spelling), Unique, Carman, and Alaysia. I think a 5th came in but didn't dance, that I saw. Feenix, the thin one, started dancing on me at my table and I tipped here there as well as at the stage. Tops come off here. Bottoms don't come off here, but crotches get close enough to your face to sniff. Mostly you get contact with dancers on your lap; none of the dancers here has well-practiced pole maneuvers like at Silk or Heartbreakers. Toward the end of my visit, Alaysia danced on me. I have also seen her at Rickey's on State. She was the least-thick of the 3 thick gals and had these rubber bullet-huge nipples. While at the bar, she offered to dance fully nude in a nook on the wall for $20. I said no to that. (There is no private or curtained dance area here.) Then she offered 1 song for me out in the open, for $5. I accepted that. She then ordered a $6.50 drink and told me to pay for it, and I said, what the heck, ok so I paid for her drink. She then danced on me for a first song, and then a second song--which we didn't agree to and I didn't ask for. She balanced on my knees and hung upside-down while putting her damp G-string covered crotch in my face. And I got to touch those bullets. She was more generous than an average dancer here or elsewhere. So I paid an extra $5 for the second song, and I tipped an extra $6 on top. She started quibbling with me about the tip, saying I should give more, and at that point I decided I’d given enough, I’d had enough entertainment for a night so I left.

Things are rather disorganized in this club, unlike the (more) upscale places (and anywhere is more upscale than here). I guess the lesson about this place is they'll dance on you until you tell them to stop...so it is up to you to say, “Thanks, that's enough!” This club is the closest thing remaining to the closed Cheetah Club. Overall I had a pretty pleasant time here. I'll be back at some time but not in a hurry. It is ok for variety but is not my favorite place to go. I might choose a less busy weeknight next visit. If you are brave enough, try it!