Could It Be I've Found a Home at Last?

Ever since my first visit to Lust in September, there were signs that, if the stars aligned properly, it could well be a successor to the string of Baltimore clubs that have been my main mongering venues, and a vastly less expensive alternative to the overpriced MD and DC VIP rooms, and associated tepid or (in the case of most DC clubs) non-existent lap dances.

And let's not forget the overpriced thrills of Paper Moon in NoVa. But probably thanks to its fat-cat VIP room pricing and lap-dance monopoly in the richest county in the US, PM seems to be gathering all the good looking/high-mileage girls these days.

Well maybe not ALL of them. There seems to be a bottomless supply (ironic term, I know) of attractive nubile talent finding their way to the neon-lit cinderblock building on the northwest edge of Martinsburg, WV next to a convenience store. Some of the girls at Lust are local, some come from across the lines in VA and MD, and a bunch drive down from PA.