Mixed results

Having failed to even see a girl at Cleo’s earlier in the evening (to be fair, their official hours begin at 10), I headed down the road to Flash Dancers. There’s a serious bouncer outside, wearing a bulletproof vest and checking bags and frisking entrants. At least I felt safe inside.

Once in the club, I wasn’t sure exactly what to expect, having read about the strict rules in Orlando clubs. One young lady helpfully explained how things work; tall chairs don’t cost anything but a hello tip; chairs along the stage and benches along the wall are $10 per song. There werer slightly more private options for more money, but I I’d not partake.

The first girl and I headed to the bench and we did four dances. I had my hands on the bench and didn’t touch her. It was almost totally air dances and not very energetic. On the plus side, she helpfully pointed out the end of each song, so there was no opportunity for a dispute.