First time in Myrtle Beach and...

First time in Myrtle Beach and found it to be at a slow period. Nothing like what I had heard. So after going to dinner and checking out some "regular" clubs, I wound up coming here late on my last 3 nights in town. The previous reviewer accurately descibes the layout. What I liked was the element of class this establishment tries to convey. It actually starts in the lot. After telling the valet that I wanted to park my own car, but would pay the fee (even though it was a rental, I don't like anyone driving my car), he told me there was free parking available. I parked and slipped him a couple of singles anyway. At the door a big guy explained the place and was attepting to be as friendly as possible. $10 cover. I declined his offer to seat me as I prefer to find my own place, which wound up being a table near the back. Beer was about $5. I was joined by Christy, a young brunette with an petite athletic build. Very friendly local girl. Not pushy at all. It was late and I wasn't feeling that great, but I had a table dance ($10, good contact) and two couch dances ($25, great contact) before leaving. As I headed out, I slipped the big guy a 5 spot. I never do that, but he was helpful, and what the f#%k? I'm on vacation!

I came back around 12am the next night. I took care of the valet again and bsed with him a little bit. (On a side note,the reason I came down was to check out some real estate. It seemed everyone I mentioned that to, turned out to be a R.E. agent, the valet included. M.B. must have the most agents per capita!!) I shook hands with the big guy and slipped him another five at which point he waived the cover. As I was looking to get a table, I started talking to one of the floor managers (I think that's the title). He tells me "my girl" was on stage. "My girl"? Sure enough, I see Christy is on stage. I said,"Dude, you don't miss a thing". I was impressed as I never saw or spoke to the guy before. He took my drink order and also brought a soda for Christy (no charge). I tipped him well and soon enough "my girl" joined me. I must admit I was captivated by her charm, beauty and friendly non-pushy demeanor. I found that friendliness in the vast majority of the dancers. Maybe because there were no russians. Back home, I used to love them, but now I see them for the beautiful vipers they are. Anyway, I had several dances with Christy and was totally smitten. I left a happy man.

I came back the next night at 1am. Performed the same rituals and paid no cover. Took my seat and before I could order, my boy brings over my beer. He tells me he doesn't know where Christy is, but will tell her I'm here. I told him not to bother. Not because I didn't want to see her, but because she might be busy and I would see her later. It turned out she was hanging out with a bunch of golfers, but she did stop by to say a quick hello. It turned out I never spoke to her again as it got late and I had an early flight in the morning. So I drowned my sorrows with a couple of dances with a busty blond. Great mileage, but not the same as "my girl". Ironically, as I left the night before, I told Christy "We'll always have Myrtle Beach!". Hopefully we'll have it again.