Well, that was...something

Well, I don't know what to make this place. Small club out in the country across the highway from some "adults only" campground. $5 to get in. The thing about this place that first struck me is it's the loudest damn club I've ever seen. Of any type. Dance nightclub included. The music was blaring outside from through the walls and deafening once your inside which makes trying to have a conversation with an utter nightmare or even just trying to order a freakin' beer. There were about 10 girls working tonight, but the thing is, only two made any effort whatsoever to talk to me and one only because I sat next to her. They were far more interested in checking their phones even though there were only 2-3 other guys in the place. Bizzare. The hustle is not strong with them, which is kinda refreshing I guess. A few of them rotated on the state but only saw one remove her top. I don't know if that's because it was dead or if it's always like that. VIP is upstairs and is a fully nude dance for $120 for a half-hour or $25 for a single song. This is where it truly gets messed up. Dancers cannot take money directly. The bartender handles all the money and records it in a three-ring binder. Once paid, you're lead upstairs where it's still so damn loud that it makes a Motorhead concert seem quiet. Milage here is a mystery. It appears that if you pay enough or are a regular VIP, touching may be allowed. I had no touching from my dancer who was vaping during it and at the end, a regular came up with another girl and she starts BS'ing with him instead! But I witnessed this guy with his girl get her fully nude, laying on a couch, and he was massaging her. Couldn't tell how far he was getting, but the girls say he comes and takes them all up there so who knows, maybe if you're a regular, things are more fun. I spent an hour at the most there and split. Undecided if I want to go back knowing what to expect and being more picky with who I will go up to VIP with. One dancer said she does allow touching, just not the sensitive areas downstairs. BS? We'll see. That is if I ever find myself in the middle of nowhere WI again. If you want milage, there is after all a campground across the street that you may have better luck at for all I know.