Wet my whistle with Whitney

It's around 3:00 on Monday. I park at the paint store and wait for the light to turn green so a bunch of cars aren't sitting there at the light with nothing better to do than watch this PL walk into the club. As far as entrances go, I prefer clubs where there is parking and the entrance is not facing the street. Anyway, I walk into Sugar's and give the manager $20 and go to the bathroom. I come out and he has my $9 in change and my club soda. (The bathroom is fine by the way.)

I only see 2 girls working. One hanging out by the manager and one on stage. By the time I leave I've counted 3 but by then I wasn't looking too closely. This club is really small so 2 girls working isn't as empty as it sounds. It's basically a long skinny rectangle, with the VIP rooms and LDA on one end and the stage on the other end. The stage isn't huge but takes up about 2/3 of the width of the club with walls on two sides. The other 1/3 is a bench with tables where I go to sit except there was a big ass fan blowing on those seats hard enough to discourage me from sitting there. So I walk to the other open side of the stage with my back to the rest of the club. Despite being so small I hadn't really looked around much to see if there were other PLs there. I think I'm the only one at this point.

I've still got the $9 in my hand and I place the $4 in ones gently on the stage where Whitney was dancing. I follow her on IG and while I didn't plan my visit around her I'm not disappointed to run into her. Especially since the one other girl I saw when I came in was really not my type. Whitney's song ends and she comes and sits on my lap. Right then I start smelling weed. Maybe she wasn't a good idea after all. To my surprise she's like "what's that smell have you just been smoking weed?" I say "No I was about to ask you the same thing!" No one else was near us but I didn't smell it the rest of my time with her. Something weird with all the fans blowing I guess.