Low, Low Potential

It's a small place next to race track. Inside security met me at the door and checked my ID. I don't know why, I'm obviously old enough to be his dad. But he didn't pat me down or wand me. I paid the entry which was less than $5 (I forget how much exactly). The bar ran along the left wall. In front of me and to the right was the stage. Tables and chairs were in front of the stage to my right all facing the stage. There were a few customers and dancers sitting there. Against the back wall facing the stage were seats built into the wall.

I sat at the bar and was waited on right away. A semi-cute dancer sat next to me and started talking. She asked if I wanted a couch dance and indicated the seats built into the wall. I asked if there was anything more private and she said no, so I turned her down. I watched a few dancers. They all had pasties, except for one. And I don't know about her because she never even took her top off.

Finally a cute blonde got up on stage. I was still at the bar turned to see the stage. She made eye contact with me almost right away. I smiled. She smiled. I sat at the stage and she put my face between her tits. I tipped her a couple bucks. Sometime during her dance some guy walked in and sat at the other end of the bar. At one point he got up and threw 3 or 4 ones on the stage at her. But she was still looking at me. I thought when she was done she would come and sit with me. But no, she went straight to the guy at the other end of the bar and he put his arm around her and they started to snuggle. I guess he was her regular.