Birthday night

I arrived late on a Saturday a few months ago. It was apparently somebody's birthday, because birthday balloons were everywhere. The place was packed with dancers and patrons, and I even noticed a couple professional photographers. I guess they were hired for the birthday party? Anyway, I walked around looking for a place to sit before i sat in one of the couches in front of what I assumed to be one of the VIP areas next to the bar and the dressing room.

Most dancers completely ignored me, but one thick one noticed me checking her out, so she asked for some dances. I agree, and she starts grinding. Grind is great, but I decide to stop her, because I noticed some really hot legit 9s walking around. They all seemed occupied, so I just waited until they seemed less busy. They had a few girls rotating on the poles the whole time, and I noticed one of the 9s standing near there not looking too busy. I asked for a dance, and she let me know she was about to get on stage. She and another thin girl get on stage and start doing crazy stunts on the poles. Lots of patrons and dancers kept making it rain on them, and I just decided to leave in the middle of their performance. I enjoyed their dancing, but it wasn't what I came for.

I just kind of felt out of place here. I'm not their typical patron in complexion or demeanor, so it makes sense, and I've been really hesitant to return since this visit.