Place is still there, just like I left it - maybe VIP coming

I hadn’t been here in many years. At one time I was a weekly regular and had a regular lady here. Being in the neighborhood I was curious if anything had changed in all that time.

There is ample parking in front and some more around the back. I arrived at 2PM and there were a few cars in the lot. I entered into near darkness and let my eyes adjust. To the left of the entrance is a bouncer podium, not staffed at this hour and so I proceeded in. Ahead is the hexagonal main stage with a top bar the dancers can hold while walking in the rack and dodging your drinks. Around that is table seating. To the left are a couple of more stages that weren’t in use. In the left corner a mysterious construction project (we’ll get to that) and between that and the main stage is the DJ booth (manned) and the passage to the restrooms. Behind the main stage is an open lap dance area with nice couches, which are unfortunately not private at all and some have a direct line of sight to the DJ. To the right of the main stage is the bar, staffed this day by a slender blonde hottie. There were 7 customers including me and two girls (2 more arrived before I left).

No one was dancing so I approached the bar and got an $8 mixed drink. A girl was announced and came on stage. I sat at the rack and put up a tip. She was a skinny goth-girl in bondage-themed outfit, complete with a ball gag that she would put in her mouth while writhing on the rack in front of me. She had major pole skills. While this is an interesting change of pace it seemed a bit edgy for a club in the vanilla suburbs but then again guys do like to escape their vanilla lives. Her bottoms stayed on. I watched her set and then there was a break so I moved to a table to see what the next girl would be like. A tall slender blonde with a very grabbable-looking ass (and later, I did) came on so I moved up again. She put on a good show, coming over the rack to sit on me and rub titties in my face. Her bottoms came off. At the end of her set I agreed to a dance and she sent me to wait at the bar. While there, goth-girl came and talked me up and told me the construction project was VIP rooms with doors. Now they’re talking my language. They still have the barely-semi-private VIP that I remembered which is $250/HH and only a very skilled and discreet dancer can accomplish her mission in, and must look over her shoulder periodically. New rooms might be enough to get me to come back here.