Too much Cinnamon

As a point i usually don't visit local clubs, but i had a few hours to kill and this place hadn't been reviewed in a while. i thought i would do my investigative duty and check it out.

I got there about 2pm and there was no cover. First thing i noticed was how small it seemed. When you walk in there is a bar on the right with maybe 10 seats. There is a small stage in the middle of the floor with 2 poles, that is surrounded by a handful of chairs and tables then the room is surrounded by booths. The place was fairly empty, there were a few geezers (who must be regulars) at a couple of the booths with girls in them. I got a seat at the bar and ordered a Bud Light ($4).

The first girl on stage was a pretty blonde chick. They don't get naked here i guess because she had black Xs taped over her nipples. She danced 3 songs but there was one issue, her boyfriend was the only customer sitting in one of the chairs by the stage. He had the look of trouble about him, wearing a wool hat pulled down to his brow and sunglasses (trying to pull off the biker look though there were no bikes in the parking lot) anyway he was mean-mugging anyone who approaced the stage and tipped the dancer. I know a no-tresspassing sign when i see one so i sipped my beer and waited.

The next dancer was a little AA called Cinnamon, there was nothing exceptional about her nor the way she danced, so i finished my beer, ordered a second one and set my timer.

The third dancer was a skinny brunette with short hair (not my type at all) so i went back to watching TV. This is when Cinnamon zeroed in on me, i don't know why, my body language clearly said no thank you, but she persisted non the less. Boy could Cinnamon talk, I learned that she was from Haiti, she was 22, had 3 kids from 3 baby-daddys, came from a family of 13 kids, wants 7 more of her own (she heard that if you have 10 kids you don't have to pay taxes anymore), her dream is to eventually own her own day-care business and she has plans to make her children work for her. she talked for about 20 minutes straight, and she had wild eyes that looked like she was in a state of constant surprise and she never blinked. At a point the dancers changed and a hot(ish) eastern european blonde took the stage. I got out some singles like i was going to tip her and Cinnamon grabbed my singles and said here let me do that for you, and took them to the stage and gave them to the dancer. Then i got the story on how Cinnnamon thought she could be bi-sexual but didn't think she could have a relationship with a white girl. It was then that my timer went off (saved by the bell). I bid Cinnamon Au revoir, and got out of there.