Why Am I Here?

Thought I would take a break from my normal clubs and visit YS. I was hoping to find a dancer that I met on my last visit. A tall slender red head who was just sexy as hell. She told me she was a fetish model and she really got into our dances. Lots and lots of moaning. I was hoping to find her again but no such luck.

What i was left with was a collection of fat bottom cuban dancers most with lots of tats and over sized bolt ons. I could have seen this at my normal club and saved myself the drive. I was able to count on one hand the number of customers present in the early evening. It was so bad that they took a 20 or so minute "pause for the cause" and nobody danced on the stage. I hung out until near midnight hoping things would get better but they didn't. So I left feeling pissed at myself for wasting the evening.

The only good thing that I could say about this place now is that on the main floor it is non-smoking. You have to go upstairs if you want to smoke. So I left feeling as if I had wasted the night but at least I did not smell like an ash tray on the drive home.