Sweet Saturday Night at Sugar 44

I haven't been back to sugar since august, but ironically I moved and am in walking home distance. (Not walking THERE distance, too sweaty going in. lol) I lyfted there, as I have to BSC a few times. By the way, just my luck I got a female middle aged driver. Awkward. lol. I have tried Bourbon Street a few times in the interim, but I decided I needed a cold beer due to this ridiculous heat right now and this seemed as good of time to go back as any. Got there late after 10, paid the $10 cover (forget there was a free admittance pass on their website someone mentioned) and it wasn't overly busy, but enough girls in the place to make it interesting. The girl taking entrance fee was a sweetheart, I didn't get her name, but I think it is under appreciated how some good customer relations right off the bat puts customers in a positive frame of mind.

I started off at the bar and ordered a beer, and settled in for that for a bit, kinda thinking if that is all that I did tonight it would be fine with me. THAT didn't happen, of course. Beers were 6-7$ depending on what you get. For the beer lovers, I will say the tap beer was a hellluva lot colder than the bottles I followed it up with. They had a decent selection of tap bee for a small bar, I just don't like open glasses out on the floor. A couple of aggressive dancers did try to stop by at the bar, but I wasn't really ready to be sold yet. One was an older looking Arizona blonde, kinda rough looking to be honest, and I just wasn't into her. She was pleasant and all, but not my thing. The other was a tallish asian-looking girl i didn't even take a good look at over my shoulder because I was kind of being defensive about just wanting to finish a tap beer at the bar first, and since there weren't enough paying customers, I suppose I looked like a prospect. I saw her later again, and she was actually really pretty, and I thought had a nice body. oh well. I decided to be a little proactive and grab one I wanted instead of being pitched to at the bar, so I grabbed a tight little spinner with nice naturals for a super petite girl. She had some hardware in her face but she was friendly and upbeat and flirty, and I decided to get a few from her.

This girl's name was Dahlia, and she was a little bit of a card. She could dance, but she was a little all over the place. She likes to get up on a table away from you, which I could care less about her doing a mini-stage show table top while not up on my business, but then she'd come back and encourage really nice contact for the floor. She is tight, like athletically muscular. Not that you see it, for you guys who don't like muscular looking girls, she didn't look that way, but when you grabbed her ass, she had some tone. Really nice body, I thought. She reverse cowgirled on me, and put my hands up on her titties, and I said something to the effect of thanks, I love your tits, but this is pretty visible to everyone, I don't want you getting in trouble, and she said she makes her own rules. lol. Fair enough. She scrambled around on your lap pretty good and at different angles when she wasn't trying to do a table top dance. I was seriously thinking she needed to be given some vip time, but after four dances she had to go on stage. I had every intention of tracking her down when she was done, but it never happened. At least last night. I am going to find her for some VIP time soon.