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I was in Jacksonville again for one o fmy monthly (or so) client meetings and had some time to kill on a weekday afternoon so decided to stop by and have a look around. Same excellent longstanding happy hour pricing and no cover before the evening. When you figure in those benefits it makes the $30 private dances tolerable.

I had read on this board that there had been a recent "visit" from the local gendarmes so was a little leery of what I expected to be a curtailed menu of offerings in the back. I mentioned that to a lovely 30-something dancer who came to join me at the bar and she looked quizzically at me and said something to the effect of, "Why should we leet a little thing like that ruin the fun." I commended her on her "whatever it takes" attitude and retired to the private dance area. She selected one of the corner booths near the front door away from the eyes of the bouncer, who apparently doesn't care what happens back there as long as he and the club get their cut.

My dancer friend immediately shed her top revealing a nice set of natural D-cup breasts and went to work, intermittently pulling her panties aside for access to her nether regions. During the second tune she deftly extricated my alter ego from my fly and went about, well, you'll just have to use your imagination, but suffice to say it was a mutually satisfying interlude.