Faded Glory

On arrival Visions appeared to be the same club I have enjoyed many times. But the details have changed. A few years ago the $20 lap dance area became air dance only (though some of the dancers claim to "expand" on that) after some political bru-ha-ha in NOLA. Then NOLA went smoke free and Visions built a fenced outdoor smoking area. What should have been good news for non smokers, became bad news for Visions. One bartender said they have had fewer customers since the first day of the ban. We all know the formula - fewer customers, fewer dancers, less competition, fewer extras.

I knew most of this but I was in the area and "hopeful." And it is not that my hopes were entirely dashed. The first dancer at my side chose to shake what was behind my zipper instead of my hand. In spite of that encouraging beginning, we didn't quite hit it off. I did go back to the "$30 per dance" VIP and had one dance - the promising beginning was NOT followed up. The next dancer slid in front of me as I sat in the non-swiveling, anchored to the floor, bar side stool. She was heavier, but not terribly so. She also found reason to reach down for my package, but I eventually passed on any dances with her. Something simply wasn't right.

Hopeful that number 3 would be my charm, I stuck around for a second hour. And a third stripper stopped at my side. Lean, tight, blonde and buxom (natural big "C"s) she had several attributes I appreciate - and I appreciated her more when she removed my hand from her side and placed it on her ass. Our conversation was pleasant, her wandering hands were more than pleasant, and she was more than happy to take my $1s and do naughty things with them to the dancers on the bartop as they passed.