Saturday Night at Pacers

Because of Tuscl ratings, and nearness to the Old Town light rail stop I decided to check out Pacers. Descriptions of recent viewers/ reviewers were pretty near to the mark. The club has an average interior; not too shiny but not shabby. I hadn't had dinner so I tried the bacon wrapped shrimp which was quite good. Dancers were just right aggressive wise came up talking friendly, and politely withdrew if the small talk did not lead up to an immediate dance. The ladies were six to eights; I'm at an age where every one is pretty, some more than others, but Personality and style are what attract me most. One thing that was a bit strange, and may have to do with San Diego "Club laws". The dancers seldom engaged individual customers when dancing on stage, even when the dollars fell like Autumn. I'm not just talking about banging boobs in the face or putting the butt up close; they didn't even give much Eye contact to say this move is for you which is a standard everywhere else for good dancers being tipped. It seemed as though they had a standoffish air, but when they got off of the stage they were as warm and friendly as most places.

There were a few thin bodies, but mostly curvy big boob types, frequently augmented. California plastic surgeons are good, and the built up boobies still looked pretty good. I got dances with Blonde brick house Natasha and Dark haired Niko who had a spectacular lace outfit that set her curves out well. Contact was OK. Then I headed to the Body Shop.