Slow Sunday night but it only takes one dancer

I started this winter’s trip to Florida in Jacksonville where I visited Doll House on Sunday February 16, 2020 from about 8:30 to 10 pm. This was the Sunday of the President’s Day weekend. The club is a rather new looking stand alone building in a mostly commercial/industrial area with not a lot of traffic on a Sunday night. There is a decent sized parking lot around the club, thinly populated with cars this night. The building is not particularly large. You enter at one corner of the square shaped building into a small vestibule with a desk this night staffed by a guy who was more of a bouncer type who collected a cover of $10. No ID check or patdown etc. Restrooms in the far right corner, didn’t use them. The stage juts out into the center of the room from the back wall. The non-alcohol bar is on the left wall. There are around 20 chairs at the tip rail surrounding the stage a a row of 2 person tables and chairs farther back. In the far left corner there is an ATM and several gambling machines. Over by the right wall is a candy/chips vending machine and a cigarette vending machine - yes smoking is allowed.

There were less than 10 customers the whole time I was there. The bartender/waitress came and asked what I wanted to drink and I had a generic bottled water for $3. There were about 10 dancers. They said Sunday nights tended to be hit or miss with regards to the number of customers. One said they had a large crowd 2 nights previous on Valentine’s day but only had 3 dancers there that night. The dancers were all white unless I missed a few Latinas and seemed mostly 20’s, decent shape, few tats. The stage had two poles and several horizontal bars for the dancers to use. The back wall of the stage was mirrored with a space in the center through which the dancers made their entrance. They did 2 song sets. Music choice varied, apparently the dancers could choose what they wanted to dance to, I heard everything from country to rap. Volume medium loud. Breaks between songs were clear. The DJ kept announcing that once the customers give a total of $5 in tips the dancer gets nude. This was kind of annoying but most of the dancers did get the $5 and went nude even with so few customers.

Several dancers came and asked to sit with me. Not too pushy. Ended up spending most of the time with one of them a slim B-cup brunette mid to late 20’s who said she was from Georgia and had the accent to go along with it. Almost didn’t get my attention at first as she was smoking a cigarillo and almost blowing smoke in my face, but her banter seemed promising. We can be more private if we get one of the lap dance spaces on the end, she says, and indeed we got one on the end. The lap dance booths are along most of the front wall of the club, you go up a step to get to them. They are separated from the main room by a glass wall that is rather dark and the lighting is such that it almost, but not quite, acts as a one way mirror, it’s easier to see out from the booth to the main room than it is to see into the booths from the main room, even though the open ends of the booths face the main room. Each of the boots has side walls that go all the way to the ceiling, a shelf to put your drink, and a rather new and soft couch. The dancer has a chair to use and also there are horizontal rails on the side walls, much like the rails one sees in handicapped bathtubs. The main lack of privacy is that someone walking to get to a booth can look in, which is avoided if you are in one of the end booths. No-one came around while we were there.