Mid-Week / Disgusting

For the sake of trying to include both positive and negative feedback I'll start with the good stuff - as there isn't much. I appreciated the discreet parking on the backside of building. 82nd is shady enough as it is, I hate the idea of leaving my car out in the open around these types of places. There is also a backdoor to the building, which you can enter directly from the private parking area. I felt it was nice you don't have to walk around front in order go inside. Unfortunately, this is about the extent of the "good stuff". Once you enter, it's super dark and seedy inside. A little dim lighting for ambiance, but hardly enough to really be able to see who you're talking to. Nobody was around when I initially entered. Once the bell went off I heard somebody yell for me to take a seat - so I did. It was a few minutes before a model stepped out. She was a bit rough, but not the worst I'd seen. Relatively tall, african-american, and a gap in between her front teeth. Overall, she looked like she had seen better days but had a decent body from what I could see. I got the feeling she was the only one on shift, so I didn't bother asking if there were other options.

We discussed what kind of dance I wanted and exchanged a little small talk. Overall she was pleasant to deal with, but I still definitely wasn't super excited by her appearance. She made mention of the ATM they had in the lobby multiple times and seemed to want me to pay a visit (which I declined). She ultimately led me to a private room and told me to get comfortable while she changed. I can't imagine anyone could "get comfortable" in that environment. By the looks of things, I was expecting a cockroach, rat, or bag of dirty needles to fall out of the wall at any moment. I also noticed a video camera on the wall, which furthered the creepiness-meter.

When the dancer finally reappeared in some lingerie, she began the show. Stripping it off, dancing to some music from her phone, and trying to talk to me at the same time. I love black women, so I really feel like I should have enjoyed this experience more than I did. But between the smell of cigarettes, the gap in the teeth, and her stretched/worn out body - I was struggling to enjoy anything. Then when she bent over in front of me and I noticed what I can only assume was a tampon inside of her, I wanted to gag and run out the door. I held it together though and finished the show.