A pleasant surprise in Kalamazoo

On four visits to Battle Creek in the past three years, I have left Heartbeats happy four times and Vegas Strip (when it was called Hots) once, but I had never ventured as far west as Angels in Kalamazoo. I had some unexpected free time this evening so I made the relatively short drive (about 25 minutes) from my motel in Battle Creek to Angels, easily found on King Highway (M96) on the eastern outskirts of Kalamazoo, not far from exit 81 (Business 94) off I-94.

I arrived at 9:20 and took a seat at a table by the stage. The door guy had stepped away from his post, so I paid no cover. After about 10 minutes one of several very attractive waitresses, dressed in short black dresses exposing lots of cleavage, took my drink order: an Angry Orchard hard cider for $5.50. I was struck by the numbers of beautiful dancers (at least 15) and waitresses (at least 5). Most of the dancers were white, with a few black girls and two that looked Middle Eastern. I quickly determined which of these lovely ecdysiasts I wanted to spend some time with, tipped her a few times on stage, and asked her to join me.

After some pleasant conversation over drinks, we went back to a very private lap dance booth, where she proceeded to do her utmost, within the club rules, to get me off: lots of grinding and seemingly accidental but lingering contact by her foot, knee, or hand with my tumescent tallywhacker. She accomplished her mission (and mine) in about 2.1 songs, but of course I paid her for three and told her we could stop.