Yuck

(Note: I'll be prefacing all my reviews this week with the following text.) I haven't posted in some time because I needed a break from the clubs. The aggravation just wasn't worth it. Too many new dancers expecting big money for doing little (or nothing). Too many times out in clubs where the dancers outnumbered the clients and still they wouldn't work. Just too much bullshit. I finally started going back right before Ohio shut down all the clubs due to the Coronavirus. What follows is a review from the weeks previous to the closing.

I stop at this place because I have a history there, but it's along the way when I go to visit some relatives. I haven't seen it crowded in many years. The vibe is ok. Sometimes I run into a dancer I've known way too long and make use of the $15 VIP. At this point, Desiree's is just a museum of memories.

This stop was like most others. I pulled into a lot with only three other cars. I walked in and paid $3.50 for a diet coke, looked around and saw a dancer I met in 1997 at Bottoms Up when she was a few pounds lighter. I won't mention her name here, but if you go the club you know who she is - curvy blonde with natural big tits and a throaty voice. She gives a great table dance with lots of flashing and stick shifting. I ended up getting two table dances and then headed off to the VIP with higher than usual expectations since the club wasn't using the bar closest to the VIP that day. They were using the main one on the other side of the place. That means much more privacy.