I went here with a group...

I went here with a group of guys after having dinner at the Hooters which is accross the highway in the median. First, it's a little tricky to get to. Most people will tell you that it's "right on Rt. 22," but in actuality, it's BEHIND a strip mall (no pun intended) that is on Rt. 22, next to a roller rink. You enter a door and then walk up a long dark ramp to get to the doorway of the club. It's a nice club inside. Clean, nice size TVs, typical rectangular layout with bar in middle and lapdance room on side. Anyway, the talent the night that we were there was OK, but nothing spectacular. Most of the dancers didn't speak English real well (Spanish and Russian) and were circling the bar for tips like vultures. If you stand at the bar you'll be down $20 in about 5 minutes if you tip each girl a dollar. When they take the dollar from you, they pretty much stop your hand before it gets too close to their rack. One tall Russian girl reached over and pinched my nipple through my shirt....which would be kinda cool in a kinky way if it didn't friggin' hurt so bad. When I went to the men's room, they had a bathroom attendant (which is a little odd because this place isn't nearly as classy as some of the clubs in NYC that also have attendants). I ask one of the guys who was working there that night which dancer gives the best lap dances. He says to me, "Actually, of the girls that are here tonight....none of them. Save your money." After I went back to the bar, the tall Russian girl came over to me and pretty much dragged me to the lapdance room. It was $20 and we didn't get there till the song that was on was 1/2 over. It was a very typical Jersey lapper. Gets real close to your face with her bikini bottom, sits on your lap and gives you a grind with her ass, limited groping, but if you get too close to any no touch zone, she seductively moves away. The barmaid was the sexiest girl in the place, as is typical, and I told her so. I asked her when she was going to start giving lapdances and she told me that her husband wouldn't like that. Wrong answer - buzz kill. That was our cue to leave.