Saturday substitute

I don’t usually have a free Saturday, but recently I did, and visited Mickey’s in the afternoon. As previously stated, it is a hole in the wall located in a lower-middle mostly residential neighborhood, not far from the Interstate from Boston. It has a pool table, pinball game, and clean men’s room. (During the day that should be easy, as I have never seen more than five patrons simultaneously.) The dancers strut (and lie down on) an elevated walkway that surrounds the bar tending area. You buy $20 for five minute dance tokens from the bartender to “cash in” when you take a dancer to the back cubicles. As the dancers lie on stage they offer up their boobs for a little foreplay, and most will flash the gash too.

My usual favorite does not dance there on Saturdays, and they are closed on Sundays. Soon enough I was greeted by another gal, early middle aged, with distinctive hair. She also had a nice waist and butt and what we would call phukkable, natural breasts. They hung and bounced, just as they should. So I took her behind the beads for three private dances, and we enjoyed ourselves in a variety of ways. Tit, clit and stick action, even a little rear lubed play. No lip kissing and no straight drilling, however. It was fun enough for a good tip, so with one beer consumed I walked out drained but only $85 poorer. Highly recommended.