Cold Sunday night

Arrived shortly after 10pm on a Sunday night in February. I took an Uber there so I can't comment on the parking, though the lot out front appeared fairly empty. Walked in and I don't remember if there was even a bouncer at the door to check ID, but there was certainly no cover or coat check.

I believe others have described the layout fairly well, but for my take, it's a big, open, fairly dark room as you walk in with a long, rectangular bar straight ahead with seating all around. Dance stage with a pole at each end is behind the bar. There is an area off to the right as you walk in with a couple pool tables where a few guys were playing. Overall it was pretty dead, maybe 5-10 customers and probably 8-10 dancers. I saddled up and ordered a Budweiser bottle ($6 I think it was) and before I could take off my jacket I was approached by two dancers who sat on either side of me. Before they even started saying anything to me, they were checking each other's noses in front of me for any remnants of white powder. The one on my right still had a fair amount visible and did her best to remedy it (let's call her Snowy as I don't remember the name she told me). Then they started in with the "hi baby, where are you from?" etc etc. They were in very lively spirits, obviously. I believe Snowy was Cuban and the other was Dominican (nearly all of the dancers were women of color, I don't remember seeing any white women or asians on this night), but neither was very attractive, maybe 6s at best. But they were friendly and nice, and after a few minutes of chatting I agreed to go for a double-dance with the two of them for $20 each for a song, because I figured it would at least be interesting.

We walk to the lapdance area which is over towards the pool tables and separated only by a 5ft tall half-wall. Two rows of bankette benches in this area, no real privacy at all. It actually seems brighter in this area than in the rest of the club. They bring me to the farthest corner of the area, and as soon as I sit down Snowy takes my hand and puts it down the front of her thong. I have fun with that while the other dancer straddles my thigh and rubs my crotch over my pants. Snowy is moaning "oh baby I'm so horny, I want you to fuck me" while the other starts in with the pitch for VIP. Since I had just arrived only a few minutes earlier and hadn't really had a chance to check everything out yet, and seeing as though these two were not all that attractive, I declined the offer and we finished up after one song. I don't think they were trying to hustle me and I can imagine that the VIP is high mileage. I paid the one dancer the $40 which she ran off with immediately, and so Snowy felt a bit stiffed. I gave her a $10 and all was resolved.

I went back to the bar and sat there for a while drinking another beer and checking out the other dancers on stage. None of them were really to my liking so I wound up calling it a night and getting an Uber home. Not a great experience, but also not a terrible one. Kind of what I expected for this place.