Candy's still sweet

Dropped by on a Friday evening just past six. It's a good time to drop in as you catch the transition between the day and the night shift, and can avoid the nighttime cover. It was primarily the daytime's assortment of Latinas with a few Asian and African-American girls spattered in.

I had barely made it past the bar and ordered my Budweiser when I saw Candy, one of my ATF's here and at any club, really. She's always walked an interesting line between what you can expect from a Lido or St. Venus girl and the higher mileage chicks at G2K. But to summarize: small frame, perfect round ass and a proportionally tiny hourglass of a waist, and nipples that get hard through her dress when she gets excited. She's also got beautiful brown eyes and an array of artful tats.

We hadn't seen each other in a couple of years -- work keeps me away from the daytime shifts now -- but she recognized right away, and remembered a surprising amount about me too. I remembered her well also, specifically the quality of her dances, and so we were off to a private room. Private dances have gone up to $200 in the past few months, but she's worth the extra $.