Cache- An Atlantis Refugee delivers the goods

Stupid by late Wednesday night and found the placed packed with dancers but not many customers. As id typically the case, most of the dancers were not my cup of tea (dance wise, i.e. - personality wise, for conversational purposes, here are few i don't mind shooting breeze with). Slim was in (been there done that,) Miami was friendly to me ( she always looks unapproachable). I learnt that Nikki is pregnant and is unsure who the father might be. (Hmmm.. OK)

Mocha, who lately has been my go-to at this place wasn't in on this night; however, I caught an ex-Atalntis dancer, Cachet, just as she got off stage. Short, not too thick, nice ass, real dd's, caramel complexion and a face that's easy on the eyes. Never took her for a ride back at Atlantis. Took her to the communal concert hall, where she promptly displayed her expertise in singing the piano man's tunes (open mike). Surprisingly, she swallowed the the entire length of the mike while singing ( a good 6 to 7 inches) and never gagged.

Decided to switch over to the more private, curtained concert hall, where two Ol Blue eyes tunes were performed on an open mike, followed by a double sided album from Christopher's I-Pod. After settling the niceties with the door guy, we exchanged numbers an home I went.