A slow Sunday

The last time I went to this club on a Sunday was about half a year ago, but there were easily over a dozen girls working. This visit, there were a total of four dancers and about ten customers.

It costs $15 dollars to get in which includes a small soda. I saw a sign on the wall upon entering that advertised beer, but I didn’t look into it. Alcohol has been illegal in strip clubs in Washington state.

Upon entering, the DJ booth and manager perch is immediately to your right, while the main stage is straight ahead, and the secondary stage is right behind it. The VIP section is on the opposite corner of the entrance, right near the men’s restroom, which has a working sink and automated soap and paper towel dispensers, but the floors haven’t been worked on, as much of the floor tiles have chipped away to reveal lumpy concrete.

As I mentioned before, there were only four dancers on shift. Nova, Cream, Morgan, and Martina. Nova and Morgan are white, slim, with lots of tattoos, Cream is black, and Martina is white, blonde, with a Russian accent. They all have enhanced boobs. The more popular dancers had regulars lined up, often taking time out of the VIP to do their two-song stage dance, to return back to the VIP with the waiting customer. Being a non regular of theirs, I was at the bottom of the queue.

I always passed up Martina, (There was another Russian dancer with that name back in the day, with great naturals and even better dances). But since the others were all busy, I gave her a shot. As expected, her dance was a lower mileage than I was hoping for. She didn’t hint at any extras so I cut it off at one $30 dance. She’s a nice girl, with a lovely accent, but doesn’t compare to the original Martina.