You Can Never Go Home Again

I had been to this club a few times years ago and and remember the thrill of seeing 20 nude women on stage at once. The Cheetah was my Graceland. The women are still beautiful in a rather sterile sort of way but something has changed. I suspect it is I who has evolved.

So beautiful women....check. Nude...check. Friendly...well...sort of. The one I was watching on stage came to talk and as soon as I indicated I was leaving soon she walked away mid-sentence without a word. I'm sure having tons of money here helps but short of that the woman are just part of the decor like the wall paper or carpet. No real interaction. No heart. The dancers are all standing so not a single decent pussy shot. They get up on stage, sort of dance/sort of mill around, take tips, and wander off to the next stage. For me I love a good private dance where touching is allowed if not encouraged at least above the waist. And I love when they sit on stage and slowly open their legs. Here? Beautiful but they are maniquens that always stand and not friendly. Sterile. Cold. Pricey.