It Served It's Purpose

I was out with a couple of friends who were in town and wanted to see some T@A, as it was pretty dead in Center City. I didnt want to waste any time with Gold Club, due to previous disappointments in conjunction with the fact that they have a cover charge of 10 dollars every day of the week after 7pm. One of the guys was wearing Timbalands, so that ruled out Delilahs (which I'm not a fan of, because I should be able to wear whatever I want to wear to see naked broads). That left us with either Cheerleaders or Club Risque as the available choices for non hood clubs. A few games of Rock, Paper, and Scissors and Club Risque was the selection for this night.

We arrived slightly after midnight and decided to sit at the bar for a couple of drinks. The talent was average, but that's to be expected at Risque, where a large majority of the dancers are average and have stage routines that exacerbate their indolence as it pertains to exerting any energy to satisfying customers. The best part about the night was that they had 2 for 1 appetizers on Mondays, so we were able to eat. A cute next door white girl named Duchess chatted with us for a while and even offered me her number, but I'm pretty sure that she offered it to me in order to drum up business (which isn't going to happen). Lauren came by and tried to accost us for dancers, but we laughed sardonically in her face when she suggested that her dances are the best in the world. Dances are 20 dollars and are conducted in an area that's next to the kitchen, where a customer would pay the bouncer 20 dollars for the initial dance and then pay the remaining amount after extra dances have concluded. The champagne room is 250 dollars and it's located in two areas that are next to a long corridor that leads to the bathrooms and dressing rooms. I've never been in the champagne room, but a couple of my friends have partaken in that experience and they told me that extras impossible here at night since cubicles are only separately by flimsy beads (there aren't any dividers), which means that other customers and strippers can see what everyone else is doing. I do not know if extras happen in daytime, but this doesn't seem to be a place that's conducive to that type of activity.

Next, she requested (in a slight demanding tone), that one of us should buy her a vodka stoli, old fashioned or another cocktail that was around 12 dollars. This demand elicited a sarcastic affront from me and then she stormed off, muttering under her breath that we were assholes or something along those lines. Ronnie came over after Lauren and kicked it with us for 10-15 minutes. Shes a tall blonde with tattoos, several piercings, but has a shapely ass for a white girl. No lap dances occurred on this visit, but Ronnie was enjoyable company and my boy even offered her a beer (8 dollars for a domestic), which she surprisingly refused. We said our goodbyes to Ronnie as she had to go back on stage and then we departed the location after an hour had elapsed.