Slow Start, But Successful

I arrived about 6:15 pm, after spending some time at Spice House. (This is something of a Part Du of the Spice House adventure.) I left my vehicle in the SH parking lot and walked over to Fantasy Girls. They are owned by the same group (which includes Wild Orchid). Parking at FG is free as well, and if it is ever filled, you can park at the Ramada behind the club without grief. (At least I have never received any.) They start charging cover about 7:00, so I walked in without cost. I have never had an ID check or pat down here. FG is a much bigger club than SH.

The upside of FG on the weekends is that it draws hot girls from Central California that travel here specifically to work this club. Not entirely sure why, but I do know there are locals here with a good size bank that are willing to spend. (A previous job that had me selling at the convention center a few times a year. Typically, I made twice as much in Reno as I did at my best shows in any other city, including San Francisco and Sacramento.) I don’t see a lot of tourists here, but I am sure the ones that patronize the club also carry big banks. The girls seem to have a lot of latitude as to how far they are allowed to go. As a result, there are always enough girls that at least a few will fulfill that fantasy. I am a victim too, as I always spend more here than I intend.

A young, lean, natural, A-cup, White girl was dancing on the stage. Looks wise she was an easy 8, but came across as being unenthused about being there. Personality is important and she lacked energy. She left the stage and it was empty for a while when I decided that it was time for a drink. I am a lightweight drinker, but for some reason I tend to have a few here. Jim Beam rocks was $9. It might be a little steep, but the bartender poured about 2.5 shots. (I tended bar in college and pay attention to such things.) She had to be inexperienced or poorly trained, as she scooped the ice into a highball glass (she should have used a smaller rocks glass), a big no no, as she risked breaking the glass in the well. She free-poured a slow six-count. (One shot is typically a three-count.) She then looked at the glass and decided it wasn’t full enough, so she gave it a little more. I like her. I hope nobody corrects a few of her bad habits.