Savannah's Not Quite Sure

I kind of have mixed feelings on this place that begin with the entrance. First you have to walk a little ways from the parking lot past a nightclub where people are hanging out outside. You aren't allowed to take your cellphone in the club and you go through a metal detector so although it's good because once you get in the club you're safe but as a woman I felt a bit defenseless on the way to and from the club.

Once you get inside there's a decent size stage, actually kind of a double stage with a pole on one stage then a step down to another stage with another. The girls dance 2 songs but only get topless. The strange thing is guys at the bar, which is a little distance from the stage with the bartending area between, throw crumbled up money onto the stage while the girls dance. I've never seen that before. Pelt your favorite dancer. There's a nice sized area to sit in front of the stage for those who prefer to tip the traditional way rather than have their dollars do aerial tricks. Dancers will come around usually during their second song and interact briefly with the stageside customers and customers who walk up to this spot near the bar. If you tip more than a single you might get some breasts rubbed on your face.

Lapdances start at $20 per song if you can manage to flag down a dancer after she gets off the stage. Most of them either stay in the dressing room or sit with one of their regular customers. After being there over an hour and moving to the other bar where it wasn't so busy I got approached by a cute brunette who told me her name I think but her voice was so quiet I couldn't hear her. I took a lapdance and paid for two songs. It was a semiprivate area with a bouncer on guard in case I accidentally touched her. There's no touching with the regular lapdances. I asked her about that and she said the VIP area you could touch. We discussed it and I gave her $200 and moved to the VIP. Much better experience there. It was the first total nudity in the club and touching was allowed at least above the waist although hands in the hips was fine and the occasional squeeze of her ass didn't get me yelled at. But any time my hand even slightly moved close to between her legs she jumped like I was a gynecologist with cold hands.