Slow Sunday Night

I went into PT's on a Sunday night around 11:00pm looking for a good time as we all are when we visit such an establishment.

My first impression was that the place might be closed or something. There were only a handful of dancers and fewer patrons as far as I could tell. The bar was to the left, the room had a long stage with some number of poles on it at various points, and there was a single white girl dancing. She had shorter, dark hair was a little bit thic in a good way and, after I grabbed a drink form the bar, I sat at the rail and tipped her. She seemed fun so I agreed to go get a dance with her.

The dance booths were pitch black inside. Like, until my eyes adjusted, I wasn't sure I'd be able to see anything in there. She told me dances were $30 per song and I haggled a bit, getting to 4 songs for $100. Then we started talking about something and began looking at her phone with her legs across mine and my hands feeling her legs and thighs, so that went for a couple of songs before the '4 for $100' started up. She was cool. The dance was fun, my hands roamed where they wanted, hers roamed pretty much where I wanted them to, we were checked on once by someone who was chill. When the four songs were done, she started asking about a $350 private which I wasn't feeling at the moment and, when she realized I was done, she started asking me if there were other dancers I wanted to spend time with. There really weren't. The only others I saw were not my types at all.