Two nice finds on the day shift

It's been several months since I checked out P10, so I arrived Monday around 11:30am. No cover charge and no bathroom troll at this early hour, which is a plus in my book. Ordered a soda, which was only three bucks—not bad for this market.

I was quickly approached by a dancer named Chloe, who proceed to stroke my arm in the most mechanical, least-sensual manner possible, asking if I wanted to have some fun. She didn't appeal to me, especially given her lack of personality, so I told her I was just going to chill and check things out for awhile.

At the same moment, a dancer named Violet was on the stage, doing some very impressive pole work. I usually don't pay a lot of attention to that stuff, but Violet was a true artist and had a fine, trim body with what looked like C-cups. After her stint onstage, she came over to my table; I was still the only PL in the place. Unlike the previous girl, Violet had a great personality, with good conversation and constant eye contact. She seemed like a fun person, so we moved over to the dance area (no charge for this part of the place).

I got two dances from Violet and they were high-contact. I found that her breasts were indeed real (and spectacular) and didn't see any signs of motherhood on her beautiful body. The DJ was playing this electronica crap that I don't like, but the songs were very long, so that was a bonus. When I stopped Violet, I asked to be sure how many songs we'd done. She said just two...I would not have been surprised if she'd said four and I would have paid it without a second thought. So, I spent $40 on two very nice dances with lots of rubbing and writhing, impeded only by San Antonio's fucking latex on her beautiful tits. Still, a nice start.

Back at my original table, I once again had to shoo off Chloe; get the hint, girl.