Waffle on One!!

I've been here once before. I decided to stop late on a Sat. morning this time, just wanting a way to relax after going highway blind on I-75. I knew what I was in for, and against my best interest, I didn't stop myself.

When I pulled in there were the usual amount of vehicles. This seems to be a weekend hangout for college age kids on their way back to UF or some other schools, and of course the Truckers are their bread and butetr. Walking inside is like walking into a restaurant showroom. The interior is very diner, err...Waffle House, or Huddle House looking: the dancers dance on the counter, dodging smothered and covered entrees and soft drinks. They play and pay for their own songs, so sometimes the music runs out and that leaves the girl swaying to the sounds of patrons chatting and ignoring the dancers.

It took me all of an hour to see all of the girls on shift. There was one blonde who had great legs, a brunette with nice tits, but I just couldn't find a dancer wholly attractive enough to make me bite and tip at the bar. I neglected to get dances here as I learned my leson the last time I was here. The dances ares done on a sloped bed with a horizontal bar that the dancer has to hold on to while she grinds you. The purpose? Probably some bullshit law. Oh, and there are cameras in each dance booth, one right in your face and one up in the corner with a wider view. No thanks!!