Never Again

So every 3 months or so I stupidly decide to go against my better judgement and try out a club I havent visited in years. Well this month marked such an occasion. I hadnt been here in years, but decided to try out a publicized high mileage spot. The last time I visited this place was at night. I remember stopping in and seeing the place packed. Guys were playing pool and I stuck around for a drink to see if the bar handies were true. I didnt see anything for 10 minutes and I left for a sure thing at Cabaret. I dont go there anymore either.

I arrived there in the afternoon and there were 4 girls working. I use the word girls loosely. All were latinas. 2 were moms you wouldnt want to fuck and 2 were mid twenties girls. The mid twenties girls were 5 at best.There were about 4 other patrons in the bar so not much competition, but low and behold I came during thier lunch hour. The mid twenties girls decided instead of talking to patrons to eat the delivery. It smelled to high hell of ethnic bbq and stunk the club up, not that it mattered as the odor of the outhouse, i mean bathroom wafts into the club. The older women were more energetic coming behind the bar. It was then I observed the handies. I dont think bar side handies are common outside of irvington, but these girls were hard at it. Walking up to customers for a grind and then sticking thier hands and cranking away in for what seemed to be 10-15 mins. It was literally like watching a villager use a water hand crank.

I decided to play it patient and when the girls finished lunch I motioned one over for a dance. I expected to get a bar side grind but she motioned me over to the kitchen. Felt weird as the concept of the kitchen seemed like a legend that I only read about in reviews. But there it was, felt like I was in an old tool shed in the middle of the dominican republic. Really dingy dark with a padded office chair in the middle. When she led me in I thought I hit jackpot and hoped for extras but she gave me a half hearted dance for $20. Each dance is 5 minutes and there is so bell outside of the room that goes off when complete. I asked to pay for another hoping she would increase her mileage, but she said no thats ok. I was shocked at her refusal to make more money. I chalked it up to maybe some girls getting skittish because of the Kraft situation, but her grandmas at the bar were jerking off customers for all the patrons to seee. I wont be back and I hope to remember this day when I get spoiled for the next 3 months. I dont see any reason why people would come here. Its literally for people who dont know about TUSCL.