Any Port In A .... Ok, Not, “storm”....

Been here many times, and almost always had a darn good reason not to submit to “The Finishers”, but knew this mbid-feb trip may be different.

Sat for 20 minutes studying the sad state of affairs (HeftyHeftyHefty) then saw a well-known (7) babe come on stage from the dressing room. She stalked by after, no doubt hoping to add to her portfolio.

Had sworn years ago I would only get a dance from her - and other non-4-star dancers - if I knew a cheap BJ was happening. Asked-and-answered as the saying goes, so off we went. VIP was a bit (lot) busier than hoped, but, undeterred, it was a DNA-swap scene. Surprisingly, the usual no-holds-barred manager wasn’t working, but the “pearl girl” apparently wasn’t discouraged, and, a new data-point was set.