Ol' Reliable

I got and Instagram message from a favorite lap dance lady letting me know she had started dancing at Dream On. I headed out last Wednesday morning with the intentions of visiting this club and hoping I might finally have something positive to write about this place. I left a little early and figured I would make a stop at Shimmers and if I have time, The Venue. I obviously didn’t make it past Shimmers as there were two dancers that I had to spend some time in the booth with. An unusual situation developed that I will comment on below with one of the dancers. Because of this, I thought I would once again write a review about this club that has been a fairly reliable club for me, if you want to be entertained by dancers that love to show you a good time behind the curtain at below Portland market prices.

We are finally getting a few days in a row with some sunshine and it was extra bright near the corner of SE Foster and 82nd Ave. I pulled in to a pretty empty lot around 11AM, which even on busy days parking is not an issue. As everyone has stated, this club is not much to look at from the outside and has seen better days. In other words, typical Portland dive bar that decided to add a stage and nude dancers. During my morning/afternoon visits, there have never been a bouncer, ID check, or pat down as you enter. On this day, one guy sitting in one of the back table booths, a dancer sitting at one of the many empty tables near the stage, and a cute bartender. This club does have lotto machines, and an area near where you enter if smoking is your thing. On the inside, three decent, fairly private, curtained lap dance booths with cameras, but I question if anyone is ever looking at them from my experience. One large stage and one smaller stage that I have never seen used. Quite a number of tables/chairs with plenty of seating around the three sided stage. A large horseshoe style full bar with plenty of seating and they have a kitchen that I have never experienced. The men’s restroom is a piece of shit and every time I go in there, the bar has dumped a large amount of ice in the urinal with water all around.

When I walked in, I recognized the dancer sitting at the table, Alana. She and I have made a number of trips to the curtained room in the past. Depending on my day, she either does it for me or not. About six or seven months ago, I had sent her an Instagram message inquiring a little more about her lap dances and she never responded back. I thought maybe I had pissed her off and as theses months have gone by, I had not ran across her. I have to admit, Club Tease and Cab II have been getting more of my attention during these months, but I have still stopped by on occasion. I found out at the stage that she had taken a regular job. Anyways, she waved at me as I headed to the bar to get my $3.50 coke. There is a sign near the stage and juke box that has the dancers listed, which on this morning had two. Alana headed to the stage as I walked that way. Taking a seat at the rack (stage), she immediately stripped of all her clothes and walked around and sat on my lap. She grabbed my hands and put them on her hips with a smile. We talked more than she danced, but that was okay as I was enjoying her warm body. She brought up my text, and fortunately for me, was cool about it. Alana’s hands roamed some, as well as she sat on the rack and gave me a birds-eye view of her goods using her fingers to help. She is pretty down-to-earth to talk to as well as I enjoy how “frank” she is. Alana is probably in her mid-twenties, maybe an Island descendant, shorter HWP body (my favorite), and a solid 7 on my scale.