A strangely satisfying night

So I walk in and grab my usual corner of the bar. The girls are a delicious mix... good number of familiar faces but always something new. Almost as soon as I sit down & get a beer, a big booty Cubana and a whooty come through. Kinda don't want to see them so early, before I've really checked out the club & other opportunities. They kinda recognize me from previous visits (when I tell whooty an identifying feature about me, she definitely remembers). I let them know I just got there and to check me a little later, telling whooty I definitely want dances from her. They leave and go shoot the chisme for a minute, and then whooty comes back, saying she'd rather be over here (stripper shit, but effective). Whooty walks over to me twice in a night, and even if I haven't been in the club long, I'm ready so off we go. I get four high mileage dances from her. I thought she may have been tired in the middle of the 3rd, but said no she likes to dance, and that her record was 18 dances in a row. For the first time with her she mentioned Champagne room but didn't push it at all, just kind of casually mentioned. Thought I'd probably get some more dances later, but wanted to see what else was in the world. I ended up getting some individual mid to low mileage dances from a couple of dancers (none were Letter S types, I purposefully tried to diversify). All three choices were some impulse purchases based on some small thing that they did or said. 2 were OK, one was actually just bad. She could tell I was not into it, and she kind of sheepishly asked me if I didn't like her dances. I'm not out here trying to educate, I'm just trying to cut my losses on the gamble and keep it moving.

Now its story time. It seems there are two ways to sell a room, and while I don't partake in extras, I've no problem keeping that open as an option for your sales tactics. So I see one dancer who body wise really does it for me. Nice curves, great hips and a pretty face, but still screaming ratchetera. So we go back and the dance is OK, but she moves into that hard sell on the room. Her tactic is to stop doing all that stuff I like and just focus on selling that room, leaning on showing that cat, rather than showing me what could go on. She started at 4 for her, and on her own dropped it down to 3. I passed and only got one dance. I've seen this sales tactic before, and not only does it not work with me, it infuriates me. Now there are other tactics, but first a mini story. So I have a Letter S type in my lap, waiting for the song to start. She asks me if I wanted some "flour". I presumed she was either trying to arrange a deal for my purchase (not uncommon with dancers down here) or wanted me to buy some so she could get some. Either way I declined, but I miss interpreted her, as she reached into her bag and pulled out a little packet of "flour" displaying it to me very proudly. She offered again (very nice of her), but I declined again. She took care of her baking needs, and then the dance began. Very good mileage, and then she started her sale of the champagne room. Her sales techniques were a lot better as she had the tip of the stick in my pants in her mouth, and then again was licking the twins, over the pants. Again I didn't do the room, but her sales techniques put me in a place where I had to think about it. Anyway, it was late and I was ready to leave, but I did want at least one more dance. While I'm surveying the crowd, two of the OK dancers came up to me. While I wasn't originally thinking of either of them for my parting dance, they decided to sell me on a 2 on 1 dance. I thought that while that sounded like fun, it was logistically & practically a nightmare. I told them my feelings, but they insisted it would not. At this point I want to leave, but also want a dance and had a lot of "fuck it" in me so off we went. It's hard to describe what exactly happened, but it was a lot of groping, titty sucking, stroking & kissing (I didn't suck any tits or kiss, but that was my personal choice as it was offered-they did it between themselves). So it wasn't the typical grind of a lapdance, but it was VERY high mileage, albeit in different kinds of ways. So into the second dance they start the sell on the room, with both of them. I'm not big on touching the cat, but during these discussions I had to check, and they were both wet and very warm. So the second dance is finished and they put the press on the sale. I had to collect myself, and affirmatively say no (like I was also trying to convince myself to say no), BUT had to ask how much. 2.5 for each. So two girls who just gave OK dances individually, showed me that a 2 on 1 dance can happen and can happen well. Sometimes you just have to say "fuck it" and take that gamble.

So I had three hard presses on the champagne room this visit. One, I didn't react to (showing me what I can have, but not doing much else); another where I got a simulation of what I was being sold (my reaction was, I'd like that), and a third where the girls sales pitch worked me up so that my reaction was, I need to keep myself from doing this. Like in any business, some people are more effective salespersons than others. And for me, some sales techniques work better than others.