Not As Good As Friday

My first time at KH8 was a blast. I ended up going on a Friday since all the reviews I read seemed to indicate the last day of the work week was the best time to go. Lola, Remy and Passion all made for a memorable experience. This time I decided to see how the talent on Saturday evening compared to the talent on Friday. Imagine my surprise when the Saturday girls just couldn't live up to their Friday counterparts.

I got to the club around 6:15 PM to catch the tail end of the day shift. This time the security guard just waved me in--no metal detector wand this time. I won't go into details on the club layout since I covered that in my last review. I did notice how dead it seemed to be. After getting my $5.50 Miller Lite bottle, I made my way to the dark corner that's to the left of the club as you walk in the front entrance. All the seats near me were open. A lot of the customers were sitting at the bar or in the back near the pool table. That just meant I could "play" in the corner with the dancers without anyone looking over.

I had several girls come over to me trying to get me to go for a dance. One of them, Royal, was a bigger girl, and just wouldn't leave me alone. She rubbed me in all the right places but couldn't take the hint that I wasn't interested in VIP. When she did go on stage there was one guy who kept going up and throwing money at her. When I asked about him she got an uneasy look on her face and told me he was her "friend". The way she acted I knew he was no friend. I had a good idea who he was when she ended up leaving with him when her shift was over.