A relaxing atmosphere despite pushy dancer

Was driving back from Toronto following a business trip and on a whim, stopped at Cheetah’s before crossing the border. Kind of felt nostalgic, since I had been there once before in the late '90s, with a girl I was dating. I think she swung both ways (never confirmed) and told me she’d give me a blowjob later if I took her there, when we were doing some bar-hopping in Windsor.

For those not familiar with the area, Windsor is across the river from Detroit. Unlike Detroit, it has a safe downtown and attracts a lot of visitors from across the border, its strip clubs often referred to as “The Windsor Ballet.” My buddies and I used to go here before we turned 21 (drinking age here was 19 back then, not sure what it is now). And unlike Detroit, the strip clubs are bottomless.

Anyway, it wasn’t busy at all on this Wednesday. Cover was $10 and beer was $8 (not bad since it was Canadian funds). I was kind of tired from a long day and driving and just wanted to sit and relax, enjoy a couple of beers and see tits and pussies.