Less(e)on(ce) learned.

I was on holidays in the NYC area, and decided a second visit to Vic’s was on the to-do list. I parked pretty much right in front of Vic’s & arrived just before 3pm.

I paid the $5 cover charge & got the pat down from security. There were no girls on stage when I walked in, but there were about 7 that I saw-all black-ranging from a 6-7.5/8, and I was impressed. A girl named Essence came up to me first about 5 minutes after I ordered a Corona-$6, and I tipped the waitress a dollar. Essence was about late 20s-ealry 30s, with a Papi booty, and slightly droopy Cs & about a 6-7 face. We went to the far side of the bar, and did 3 stool dances where she allowed full access, and after 3 she wanted to do VIP, but I wasn’t ready & give her $30; she seemed suprised and said for 25 we could’ve done VIP, but I wasn’t quite ready. After her I got a dance from Charmel, who’s about early-mid 20s, mixed, cute face, another Papi-type behind, and big Ds. She also allowed full access but I cut her off at one; her skin felt kinda stubbly and that turned me off, but still looked like she could’ve been fun. After her Essence came back, and I relented to go to VIP. I paid the $25 dollar charge and off we went.

The VIP is in a bit of an odd location: right at the back beside the washrooms, and there’s just a dark curtain that covers most of the bottom. Anyways, we did FS w/missionary, RCG, Doggy, and facing each other. It took me awhile-about 3 songs before I was done. Afterwards she ask for 300, bcesuase “she always charges that” and I’m like WTF; I was expecting to pay 150 tops, but my own stupidity for not pre-negotiating. I had brought over 500, but I wasn’t planning to spend near that. She wanted me to go the ATM, and I tried to talk her down to 250, but no dice. Eventually I gave her $280, and that was it, and I left a bit annoyed.

Was she fun, yes? Would I return? Certainly, but sure as fuck not for her. Still, it was a mostly positive time: a lot of hot girls, and I’m sure there’s better deals to be found. Maybe it’s a white man’s price for her. Buyer beware.