Unremarkable venue, very satisfying dance

After finishing my to-do list late one Thursday night (or, more accurately, early one Friday morning), I resolved to reward myself with a visit to Stars Cabaret. I had just relocated to Salem from out of state and was planning to kick the tires on all of Salem's strip clubs. (There are about five clubs here so it won't take long.) Based on internet searching and review reading, Stars seemed like it might be the classiest and most well managed on the list, so I decided to start there.

I arrived about 1:30 AM and was surprised by the number of cars in the parking lot. (Stars is sandwiched between an unremarkable assortment of budget hotels and chain restaurants off Interstate 5.) Entering the club, I was greeted by a discombobulated jumble of neon lights, plastic furniture, and dudes milling around the bar and stage--an environment that was neither especially inviting or off-putting. I paid the $6 cover and bought a $4 draft beer. A fellow patron who was waiting at the bar remarked to me that the bartender--a severe looking brunette in a black bodysuit--had a beautiful round ass, and I wholeheartedly agreed.

I took a seat a few tables away from the stage, where it seemed that all the dancers were dancing at once. (I later learned that it was one dancer's birthday and her colleagues were celebrating by making out and lite groping onstage--a fitting birthday present!) I sat back and surveyed the dancers. I was a little surprised by how long I waited for a dancer to join me, but I was soon approached by a 5'8" stunner who introduced herself as Kennedy. One look at her milk chocolate skin, almond eyes, long legs, and full round ass, and I knew I'd be opening my wallet for Kennedy that morning. She sat down at my table, put her long-fingered hand on my knee, and we began to get acquainted. After a few minutes of small talk, I bought Kennedy a drink at the bar and caressed her slender waist while we waited. Kennedy warmed to my touch, and we toasted the first day of fall.