I hadn't been to the Island...

I hadn't been to the Island in close to two years until I visited Saturday night. After about 30 minutes, I was worried the place had gone down hill. Even though there were only a few customers in the club, all the girls were just sitting around. No one tried to talk to me, much last ask for a lap dance. And I didn't see anyone else getting a dance. After I tipped a girl named Cinnamon on stage, she asked if I wanted a dance, and boy did she restore my confidence. Her dances were excellent, and after that I could barely sit and watch the stage dancing without being asked for a dance. Because all of the dancers are alluring, and the dances are only $10, I accepted every request. All were excellent except one that was mediocre and one that was awful. I wish I had gotten the name of the one that was awful, but she was the fattest one there and looked part Hispanic. The thing I like about the Island is that the most of the girls here are ghetto but sweet natured, which pretty much describes my dream girl. They really are very fun, happy and enjoyable to talk too, if you can hear over the very loud speaker system. Fantasy Island is a working bachelor's best friend.