Sometimes you find a replacement

Stuck in Tucson alone for the weekend when my SB date was delayed arriving for college move in. so with no breasturants in town decided to swing by Venom. Arrived just after 530 pm to 5 customers and 7 dancers (3 AA, 3 Latin, 1 pale White). I sat in corner next to door leading to smoking area figuring most dancers would exit outside for a break sooner or later.

Got my $5.50 beer from a cute, but snobby waitress even after the $1.50 tip. Tipped all 7 dancers on stage during the first 1 1/2 hours I was there and requested 4 to come by. Unfortunately, none came by as requested. I was about to head elsewhere, when the white gal (Rebecca) drops into my lap and starts a conversation of how dead the club has been the last few months. We proceeded to discuss the the typical pl/stripper crap until she is called back to stage. She asked if she could come back, so I told her sure since she had spent some time with me.

Rebecca is about 5'7" (in those 6" heels) blonde with borderline B/C cups on a thicker frame. She returned after her set and we discussed the Tucson area and different clubs for about another 30 minutes with no mention of dances or drinks from her at all. Finally I asked if she was going to give me her sales pitch. She stated she got the vibe she was not what I was interested in, so she didn't want to pressure me. She stated she was ok with just sitting and talking, as most of the customers there were rude and too handsy wanting something for nothing. I got the drift this was her sales pitch, so we decided to do a dance at the table.