Freaky Monday

I finished up my business in Central Florida with a trip to Daytona Beach. I made the rounds of the clubs near Seabreeze Boulevard close to my hotel, then took an Uber over to Diamond Dolls. This turned out to be a very interesting visit.

I arrived a little after midnight. Cover charge was $5. As one would expect on a Monday night, the club was not very busy. There were maybe a half-dozen customers and about the same number of dancers, mostly white spinners.

I took a seat at the mostly empty bar and ordered a beer (around $4 or $5) and settled in. There was a cute brunette spinner on stage that looked interesting. Then I noticed a blonde dancer sitting with a customer at the bar staring at me. When I looked at her, she smiled, waved, then rushed over. She was a dancer I had met at another Daytona club about two years previously and had had a good time with her OTC. She said she had just promised the other customer some dances, but said she would be back in 20 minutes and asked me to wait for her.