Nice visit to Pandora's

Review Cops: $15 entry + drink, $40 dances, one room with 2 stages, 10 dancers, 50% AA, 1 Asian, the rest white, range 4-8, 75% bolt-on, extras abound in the VIP (playroom). There was a not annoying DJ. Clean enough, bathroom works, diet coke tastes definitely diet-cokey. By all means, go to this club for daytime extras. Buh-bye.

Local dudes who want to read a bunch of bs about my dirty mid-day stripper expedition:

I’ve got one week to go before my new job starts, and I felt like the right way to reward myself was with a fun filled mid-day adventure to Pandora’s, Seattle’s north-end one stop midday happy middle aged fat guy shop. I arrived just after noon with $300, paid $15 to the ex-stripper door manager / bartender, got my seat, and sat back to review the day’s options. As I was waiting for the manager to come let me in, I had noticed a DC favorite type: the pale cute curvy straight haired blond with natural D’s. Her face looked a bit like my Canadian buddy’s super square but cute wife, henceforth CBSS. I think I was the only PL in the club at this point, so she came straight for me after her stage routine, but I just wasn’t ready yet. She just got cuter the closer she came. Probably in her late 20’s, 5’7” chirpy and very matter of fact. Slightly rocker-ish. I asked her to come back in a bit.