At least it's open

This was my first time going to a bar of any kind since covid and I did not know what to expect. I had nothing better to do so I decided to waste an afternoon at the RR. The parking lot looked a little crowded and most of the bar entrances were closed. You now have to enter through the beer takeout entrance.

I enter, and it's too dark to see in there for about 30 seconds after coming in. The bar looked filthy with bottles and crap not cleaned up. Nobody was at the bar, but all at these awkward little tables set up around the bar area. I figured out that you have to sit at one of them and not the bar. No bartender was anywhere to be seen. I sat at my table and could only see the top half of the girl on stage, and maybe the top of her ass. She finished her set and came around to all the tables. Still no bartender, no beer, no dollar bills yet by the time the dancer got to me. She was a nice juicy thick Hispanic woman in her late 30's. She suggested we do a couch dance in very bad English, and having no 1's I decided to go try her out.

She had way too many clothes on, but took them off right away. She straddled me for a few seconds and then kinda just sat next to me on the couch. She was terrible at lap dances, not movement at all. Cigarette burns all over her fake tits, implant scars, and awkwardness. She did grab some junk and allow me to pleasure myself, and touch her however I wanted. But she wasn't very much fun. I barely got the job finished alone. But somehow it was like 4 songs back there. I swear I got charged for the first partial song that was almost over when we went back there.

I cleaned up in the nasty bathroom and read the markerboard on the way out. There were only 5 names on it at that time slot. Sadly no Fantasia. I didn't get a good look at any of the other girls, or the bartender who was now back behind the bar. So I left, semi satisfied. Never did get that beer.