Lost in Atlantis

Was back in Philly for a few days. Decided to take a tour of some old classics (more to follow). First on the list was Atlantis. Got there about 5PM and was lucky to find some close parking. The area is a little rough on parked cars, but I never had a problem. I lucked out because some dancers were just finishing up and wanted to max out before going home. I talked it up with Venus for little while. Had a few dances, but decided to hold out a little longer. Met another early shifter and wound up in the $30 private dance room. Let her know up front that I wanted to do 4 dances only. She said we could have plenty of fun in 3 AND WE DID! Lots of mutual touching top and bottom. Plenty was on the menu, but I stuck with HJ. Finished in 2! I gave the other $60 as a tip and she was grateful -- promised whatever I wanted on my next trip. (Which may be tonight!). She told me her name like two or three times, but I'm embarreassed to say that I couldn't really hear it. Went back to the bar and met the next shift coming in. Noone caught my eye and so I headed out to Oasis by the airport.