Welcome to Portland
This was my first visit to Portland and I didn't know what to expect, as I had never talked to anyone about clubs there. I hadn't even thought about looking for any clubs all week because I was so busy with work, but on Wednesday night on the way back from dinner, my coworker and I drove past Rogue on the way to the hotel, which was only a block away - how did I miss that all week!? After finishing up some work at the hotel, we decided to drop by to check it out.
After paying the $5 cover charge, we did a quick tour of the club. The main stage is in the middle of the club, surrounded by chairs, with tables and more chairs along the perimeter. To the right, there are a couple of single dancer stages where the girls rotate to after dancing on the main stage. We ended up at the bar, which is set up behind the stage. Drinks were reasonable priced, and being from Cali, I was surprised to see alcohol being served in a nude club. I knew at that point that it was going to be a good night.
We got our drinks and found a free table near the entrance and not too far from the main stage. This ended up being the best spot besides the bar because the girls that were bored began to congregate next to us and eventually make their way to our table. A taller, thin white dancer came by to introduce herself. I don't remember her name, but she had a nice ass and perky B cups that fit her perfectly. She wasn't pushy at all, and after we told her that we had never been to Portland, she told us everything we needed to know about the club. $40 for a nude dance in a private booth in the front, $100 for 3 dances in the back, and some likely ungodly numbers I didn't even pay attention to for a half hour or full hour in the champagne room. I told her that I wasn't interested in a dance yet, because I just came in and wanted to check out the place first. She was cool and sat and talked for a bit longer until she had to get on stage.
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