A tale of two visits on the same day

I must have the worst timing with this club (HiLiter). Since Phoenix clubs have returned to mostly normal, Bourbon Street is my regular go-to place. But I keep reading reviews, and hearing from some of my PL buddies here about a lot of new HL talent, lots of VIP fun, and tales of former glory, so I’ve made several stops over the last couple months, in search of these elusive hotties I’ve heard about. I was a HL regular for 20 years, got locked in with my ATF there, and almost always had great visits, but in all of my visits since things opened up, I’ve only had a few that were enjoyable. Most were like today.

I made two stops at the HL today (Thursday). First in the afternoon, and then back in the evening about 9pm. These two visits were polar opposites of each other. When I came in during the afternoon (about 3pm), the place was packed with customers and girls. The door guy led me to the only empty seat at a table right in the middle of the main floor. Even though the tables are kinda crowded in that center section, this table seemed to be isolated, its own little island. And it was under the bright black light above. I might as well have had a PL target painted on my back. Cuban dancers and others started circling like hyenas. I was like a wounded gazelle on the Serengeti, easy prey for the taking. What followed was about a 10 minute non-stop stream of wanna-dance Cubans and others, and I turned most of them down, If I’m getting dances at the HL, I’m either sitting on the wall or in VIP, not in the middle of the room. Dancer quality was pretty ordinary, so my interest was low. Saw a few lookers, but nobody that at first glimpse would cause my dick to tell me to take her to VIP. I hung out about 45 minutes hoping for improvement, but it didn’t come so I bailed.

Came back between 8:30 and 9:00pm, and the club was dead. What a contrast to the hopping afternoon crowd. One nice touch, the door guy was the same guy who seated me in the center during the afternoon, so when he saw me, he took me right in to a seat on the wall, bypassing the license scan and the cover charge. Nice touch,. Only a handful of PLs were in the club and the dancers appeared to be almost exclusively the Cuban contingent. I was hoping to see some of the mythical hotties I had heard about, but not on this night. It was so slow, even the massage girl Selena approached me to see if I wanted a massage, and she knows better than to ever ask me for anything (we have history). I did get a dance from a tall black dancer named Velvet, but I should have noticed when she leaned into me before the dance that her implants were so hard they felt like NCAA-compliant softballs installed into her chest. I only got a single dance, and I never get a single dance. I kept hoping things would pick up, but after 30 minutes I gave up and transferred myself to Bourbon, where I soon had a playmate level dancer grinding in my lap, in a VIP area where every seat was taken. I want HL to be a better experience, but I’m gonna have to find better timing to go when the good looking dancers are in the house.