Finding Candy

Ai long time ago, I had a lapdance at Erotic Cafe from a lean Hispanic woman who went by the name of Candy. She stepped up to the bar and had the most amazing moves, better than anyone I had ever gotten a dance from. But the heavy female manager who monitors activities at EC said "Candy, stop that. You know the rules". Huh? She was equally amazing in the back area, where her grinding left nothing to the imagination.

When I returned to EC, intending to do a VIP with her, I was told she moved on and went to work at Cheerleaders in Gloucester. So I began to search for a time at which she danced so that I could get a VIP dance from this hot Latina. She represented an amazing departure from the typical woman who usually rattled my loins, thick and buxom with a big bottom. Candy was none of these.

But the search to find this Hispanic vixen was a troubling one. When I went on the Cheerleaders website, schedules were posted sporadically and it was not uncommon to see schedules posted for a day four days afterwards on the site. I called the club on a number of occasions. There was a long menu of items but when I spoke with someone, he was hardly accomodating.