Dancer Wrangling Ain't Easy

I returned to the DHP after a long absence. I noted a recent review here that indicated there were very few girls working. My hope was that this wouldn't be the case. I really enjoy the daytime scene in Fayetteville wherever it has set up shop.

Well, I arrived about 2:30 in the afternoon and there was one dancer in the club. One dancer and about half a dozen patrons. Misty behind the bar greeted me like an old friend and set me up with a beer. Katie, the dancer on duty, did catch my eye and sauntered down to my stool. She invited several smacks on her lovely backside before we eventually reitred tot he VIP spaces. Privacy in the back is adequate. It isn't like you are in your own room, but you are sharing the couch with anybody else. After a few high contact dances, I was surprised to see that dancers had started rolling in.

By the time I left there were five dancers on shift and things were hopping.