A couple of lunches

Went to Gold Club for a couple of lunches while in SF. A Friday and the following Monday, and wildly different vibes to the place. Both days, $5 entry and $3 soda. Free lunch buffet, which wasn't the best food I've ever had, but was pretty damn good for being essentially free.

On Friday, the place was packed entirely. No seats anywhere. At all. A couple of us ate lunch standing at the bar. I eventually saw one seat at the rail open up. Dancers weren't bad, but weren't incredibly hot either. They didn't just average 6.5, they were almost all exactly 6.5 - nice bodies and mediocre faces, nice faces and mediocre bodies, slightly-above-average faces and bodies...). A couple seemed to have fun (Barbie, I think?) and got more tips for their attitude (and larger breasts). The hottest one may have been Lexus, who had a gorgeous set of manmade tits but came up with a scowl and never. broke. the. face. Songs appeared to be full-length, and dancers did one clothed and one topless. So a solid 10 or 15 minutes of Lexus remaining scowling at us all while collecting tips. It was odd. Also a little odd, they kept the next dancer working a little warmup stage (clothed) for the duration of each pair of songs, though zero guys paid attention or tipped at that stage - the dancer just kind of stood around looking nice and waited.

Monday, same hour, place was nearly empty. Maybe 15 guys in there, but roughly the same number of girls. Most of the girls I recognized from the Friday shift. Lexus remained scowling. Standouts were Rachel, who looked a little older but had a nice (enhanced) body and got super flirty with all 2 of us at the stage, singing along with songs and giving mini dances at the rail, and Ivy, who had small breasts but a very nice body. After I moved to a table, I was immediately found by three dancers in a row. They took my declines well. Ivy I gave in for, and we went upstairs (to a completely empty open area overlooking the main floor) for 3-for-$100 private dance with nobody else in the area. The dance was good - she seemed to be fairly careful about remaining good to the letter of the rules, so clothes stayed (mostly) on and contact remained extremely high but generally 'proper'. Her ass was incredible, she held eye contact dramatically through the dance, and when she realized that she was erm...having an effect...she focused her contact even more than prior and danced on me until she was sweating. She kept going for a solid 15-20 minutes (she included the end of another song at the beginning), and eventually gave me a hug and thanks. I decided I'd had as good as I'd get for the day and stumbled back into the daylight directly into a huge group of convention-goers.