Yup, same story, ninety-ninth verse. I...

Yup, same story, ninety-ninth verse. I can confirm high availability of extras here. The girls aren't all THAT hot, but they're hot enough. As a pale-face, I feel a bit out of place here, and find it wise to watch my back. Most of the club staff are friendly, and the dancers see me and know I spell G R E E N and not W H I T E so that much is fine with them. In fact, the first few aggressive ones are always hard for me to fend off, until I can reach a gentleman's agreement that "I'm just looking now." After that initial hurdle (and the expensive drinks) I check out a few girlies and then head back to the bench in the VIP and get my jollies. Funny thing, the dude with the flashlight just saunters back there and cleans up like it ain't nobody's problem that he's watching. I guess maybe he wanted a tip?

On a weekend night, I got out of EL at just over $, including all the fun I had gone there to enjoy. and I was spending excessively for the fun of it.