Nothing To Write Home About

Wanted to check out my usual watering hole and get a steak. Arrived during 7oclock review and noticed some familiar faces. I would say they had around 25 girls but once the review was over they magically disappeared.

Say at the back bar and ordered one of the daily specials. Bartender was friendly and helpful just like always. I recognized some of my fellow weekday mongers and decided to catch up. Food took a little longer than I would like but still pretty good. After a couple beers I decided to survey the landscape. An old ATF was there that night and she looked fantastic. Before I would rate her a 7 but looks like she's been hitting the gym and tanning. She put on quite the pole show. To my annoyance she had a regular who was occupying all her time. Every satellite rotation she mad he point to grab her ass and tip her but when she was off stage they'd drink beer and never go in VIP. Now I don't want to come across jealous but I hate regulars in who hog good talent and barely spend any money on them.

Fast forward an hour or so later, the club gets busier and the dancers are circulating. This evening was ruled by the old men, meaning senior citizens. I'm no spring chicken but I guess I need to be AARP status. A couple beasts passed by and I immediately declined. After a couple hours of waiting and watching for the best looking dancers to be let go from their regulars I left. The place didn't just seem to have that spark this go around. Just an okay time