Once every 10 years is enough
I had not been there in over a decade, but I found myself in Sayreville with some time on my hands on a Wednesday afternoon in the summer and thought "why not?"Typical NJ strip club from the outside (gravel lot, industrial area). Bouncer scans ID at the door, collects the cover charge and gives me a dirty look. Upon entrance there is a stage to the left; lighting was decent for a NJ club, but this is nothing fancy and even felt a little grimy (even by Jersey standards). I got there around 5pm and there was one other guy in the place when I walked in. I got my mandatory bottle of water for $10, sat down at the stage for a nice view. The place has a slight ghetto feel to it and the bouncer seemed like he was looking to get physical or at least intimidate. In other words, not the most friendly of places. Spanish was definitely the first (and possibly only) language spoken there, so brush up on your Espanol before going,
On stage was a thick and weathered Latina who looked broken by life. She made the usual efforts of shaking her ass and gave me a prolonged view of a roast beef sandwich that had seen better days or years. I actually felt bad for her, so I was generous with the singles, hoping that the music would end and she would remove herself from my face. After what seemed like an eternity, thankfully the music ended and she exited the stage.
All of the sudden, I felt a hand on my neck. I turned to find a nice, younger thick Latina. Her English was about as good as my Spanish, but her ass was firm and hung over her legs in such a way that I could not resist a dance. I also wanted to get the hell away from the stage before the other dancer came back. We go into a back room and she starts rubbing that amazing ass of hers against me and whispering something into my ear in Spanish that I did not understand.
Half way through the first dance we started discussing (if you could call it that) a VIP experience. Price was next to impossible to discuss, so as she went about her business, it became a bit of pay as you go and then a bit of shake down due to the linguistic issues and the threat of the bouncer thinking that I ripped off one of his girls. I honestly, don't know how much of it was her ripping me off and how much of it was the language barrier, but I spent about $600 in under 30 minutes which was WAY more than I wanted to spend. I will say, however, that I got great customer service. That girl had an ass and a set of lips like I had never seen before and her technique was nothing short of expert.
I would not go out of my way to go back and I definitely would not head out there after dark. But, if I found myself out that way with some time to kill, I wouldn't be surprised to give it another go. My gut is that this is a great high mileage club, but it is not a place where you want to spend the evening. The dollar parade, iffy quality and shortage of dancers and ghetto feel make it a pass.
