Regulars rule

My first time visiting the Red Raven. It felt like a local hangout, and other than a bartender being quick to get me a beer, no one paid me much attention.

There were 8-10 regulars with 4 girls in the rotation. Girls picked their own songs from a jukebox-like thing on the wall, did a two song set on the stage behind the bar, then circulated behind the bar for tips - and went back to sitting with their friends.

It was an interesting mix of ladies in the 5-6 range: a pleasingly curvy girl with a massive natural rack, a toned wild thing with multi colored hair and pert breasts, and a somber, no smile brunette who looked bored. A very short milf with a tight body and bolt ons seemed to be the favorite, with a number of the guys waiting for her to stop by. She was the only one to do a dance in back.

As a smoky bar (yes, it’s filled with cigarette smoke) and a place to grab a beer, see some tits and just chill, it’s ok, but I’m not going to invest the time to get to be a regular. I drank my beer and left.