A Better Choice.

after leaving srro (and the disappointing selection of dancers) at 9:30pm... i quickly drove to tropical lei. parked in the frontage street (as the parking lots were full...) and with haste walked to the entrance and got frisked. (i allways think the frisk would be so much nicer if i were frisked by a pretty girl instead of a regular bouncer...) gave my pass to the other bouncer/ entry guy. man. (i ran that sooo close to the second to get in by 10 pm.) passes are not accepted after 10 and then the customer must pay the full entry fee. walked in, strolled thru the club showroom to see if my past favorites were working the floor, and noticed that the girl selection included some lookers, then made my way to the ackward men’s restroom.

after stumbling back out into the showroom from the head (directly in front of the very active stage) i made my way back towards the entrance and plopped down at the only vacant table. a waitress approached and took my juice drink order of a serving of cranberry from the ‘bar’. i paid her the six dollars and another one dollar for a generous tip.

i enjoyed seeing a few good looking ladies wandering thru the room and on the stage for about an hour... i was approached numerous times for ‘wanna dance’, lets go to vip, and a couple of remember me? one thicker girl even was up front and said ‘ wanna fuck me?’ i said maybe later... (to be nice...)

i got up and hit the restroom again... being kinda self conscious when i came back out into the showroom (again that restroom door is right in front of the stage... and the door opens out into the showroom with the bright lights of the restroom flooding out... EVERYBODY in the club sees you when you enter/exit the small fuckin restroom... plus the stink of my major contribution to the porcelain god... the stinkin exhaust fan wasn’t working!