Pit Stop

After my OTC "date" canceled (strippers...), I sought the nearest club to relieve my pent-up desires. Had not been here in a couple years after past blasé day visits. Nothing has really changed, except admission was free (just a $6 drink) and no pat-down. Apparently a nod to the harsh reality of the total lack of any spark of life at the club. I saw three girls on the floor: two wrapped up on customers at tables, one chubby blonde MILF sitting by herself on her phone. Could not see qualities of other two beyond short Latina or Mediterranean, and curvy to chubby. None of the customers got dances in the 15 minutes I stayed. Got my drink, hit the head, and sat at stage. DJ called blonde girl to stage, she stalled a long but eventually slogged up like she was doing the last thing on Earth that she wanted to do. On the plus side, she peeled off all her clothes quickly; on the minus size, she was pretty plus-sized which is not my preference. Went back to her seat and didn't even hit me up. Glances at the other girls showed no one peeling off their couch logs to try for a dance from fresh meat. So I cut my losses and headed out. The DJ just shrugged in resignation as I walked by. Mama said there'd be days like this.... So no dances, $10 spent on drink & tips, wasted time. At least the bathroom was clean.