Kinda meh...

I had a little free time on my hands and decided to pop in and check out the talent on a day that I don't normally do at CD. It was a fairly standard day scene for CD with a good mix of dancers and patrons. I generally like to have a few beers and take in the talent while deciding if anything strikes my fancy enough to warrant a CR visit. So after checking out who was there and shooing away a few of the more aggressive, though not my type, chicks I was approached by Emory who I had always thought could be fun. She ordered up a drink which she then proceeded to hammer back in one gulp. That was not a good sign for me as I kinda prefer to get to know a dancer before getting down to business (so to speak). Once she started talking I realized the one gulp drink was going to be the highlight of our getting to know each other. It'd be generous to say she is ditzy more much more accurate to say she is totally vapid. I'm not sure there is an elevator let along one that goes to the top floor. She actually said that her hobby is figuring out different ways of smoking dope. Fascinating :-|. Yet after all of that my little head just had to find out if she was at least CR worthy. Stupid fucking little head always seems to dictate my actions (pun intended). The CR experience was just OK. She immediately set down the ground rules, which is a major turn-off for me, and then was rather robotic. Maybe I caught her on a bad day or maybe she was preoccupied trying to think of yet another way to smoke dope. Either way, I will not be looking for her next time I find myself with free time on my hands and curious about who might be at CD. There are way too many other dancers there with something interesting to discuss and less mechanical in the CR.