Follies never fails

I visited Follies again during a recent business trip. I stopped in Sunday night, at lunchtime Monday, and again in the late afternoon Monday.

I had never been to Follies at night, much less a weekend night. Wow! The place was packed by 7:30 without a seat to be had. Right when I walked in the door, an Asian dancer told me my penis should hang out with her vagina, and then she started pulling me toward the VIP. I declined, preferring to look around a bit. The club at that time was about 80% black, and I felt a bit conscious of being one of a few white patrons. But, it was nothing, since all the guys were there for pussy or weed. I stayed about two hours, never getting a real seat until I got a decent couch dance from one dancer. I decided that the club was just too crowded. There were loads of pretty girls, but most were occupied the whole time. I decided to leave and visit the next day.

On Monday at lunch, I arrived about 15 minutes after opening time. I have often seen reviews saying to get there this early. In my experience, though, it was the complete opposite of Sunday night. There were just a handful of girls working, nearly all who were Cuban girls trying to entice me to VIP with broken English. After I'd been there for maybe a half hour, this pretty athletic white chick emerges. I got a few dances from her but wasn't feeling it. I think she was still waking up for the day. So, I left again, hoping to come back that night.