Red Raven Isn’t The Answer

I decided to make my first exploratory trip to the Red Raven last Thursday early evening during a monsoon of a rainstorm. My gps guided me there, and it a basic non-descript semi rectangular shaped grey block of a building with a large parking lot surrounding it.

I went in, walked down a hallway with a long beer refrigerator on your right. I got there before 7pm, and there was no cover. I don’t know if usually is one.

Once inside, I saw 6 very unremarkable looking dancers sitting on one side of the bar studying their cell phone, interacting with no customers, of which there were 4 at the time.

The dancers go up on stage one at a time for a non thrilling dance, and then they go around the inside of the bar for tips, each one requesting 1 or 2 dollars. Finally a brown skin Brazilian approached me, I don’t recall her name since the level of music in the club is high. Anyway, she was nice to talk to, and after 15 minutes of mutual touching at the bar, we decided to go into the back for a dance.

The first dance was a little dull since she has fake tits and ass, which look great, but are pretty damn hard. We agreed upon FS, which was mechanical and seriously lacking much passion. She also smokes, and likes to DFK you, which was another turn off. After 3 dances at $25 song, plus the $80 tip for FS, I called it quits.