Served its purpose

It's been a couple of years since I have been to this club, located off Route 20 in Gary, Indiana. Predominantly a black club, I have often seen many white men patronizing the establishment and have never been intimidated or felt threatened by going there.

I went on Monday around 10 pm, and paid 5 bucks to get in, which was a half off special due to it being a slow day. A bottled water set me back a couple of bucks. There were no stage dancers during the hour or so I was there, and only one other patron, a younger white guy.

I was instantly approached by a dancer I recognized from before, a medium skinned, slightly heavy, pretty, buxom lady who I believed called herself Kimmie. We made small talk for a long time and eventually, I got a ten dollar dance from her on the ratty furniture. It was fully clothed, but handsy on both ends. She stuck around a while longer to persuade me to "upgrade", but she sensed, to her credit, that I wanted to look around and sample more of the goods.

Soon after, another light skinned lady with the moniker Caramel approached me and also had a low key approach. I also purchased a ten dollar dance from her, and she was even more persuasive than her predecessor. Now, I still was unsure if extras were being offered there anymore, but she assured me that for 1 Franklin, it would be no problem. I bit.

We went to a room in the back with a couch, a fan, towels and antiseptic solution on a table, obviously for clean up. The room was pretty warm. We had 15 minutes to do the deed, which usually is more than enough time. Not this time. I quickly realized she stuck pretty bad, so much that it overwhelmed the room. 10 minutes later I called it quits, and washed myself up. She asked for a tip and I declined. As I drove home, I could still smell the stench on my hands and body, although my hands never really roamed to her nether regions. When I got home I showered myself off really good to remove the remaining stink. So all told, I spent short of $130 bucks and did not get the deed done, and had a could odor on me when I left. I'll think twice before I go back.