Sometimes a guy just has to have fun

Stopped by Pandoras after meeting with some friends for lunch up north in Everett. (My goodness I miss Honeys) I walked in and paid my cover and soda charge. I swear that the soda is getting worse. It honestly tasted like dish water, and I returned it and just had water instead. I found a seat next to the stage and watched the rotation on ladies.

It was a late afternoon, so I was catching the mid crowd of leaving morning shift and early arriving evening shift. I locked eyes with a familiar face and she smiled and gave me a wink. I usually wait to hang out with her as she is a "finisher" in my book, but the assortment of attractive ladies was minimal and I figured what the heck. We retreated to the back and instead of sitting at the far side of the VIP area, she took me to the seats close to the ladies dressing room.

I was a little confused, but soon my mind was focused on two other things that were firmly planted in my face. I have to say, the different seating was actually kind of nice, as there was zero interruption from the bathroom crowd. The only worry was from other dancers who during the swing shift, couldn't care less what was happening. They just wanted to get out and go home, or change quickly and get out onto the floor.