Not sure what sort of customer they want, but I'm not it.

Got there around 11 PM, self parked, plenty of spaces. Lot isn't big, but neither is the club. Neighborhood seemed seedy, but no actual issues. It's in the back of a dirty book store. But they just wave you towards the back, I guess they don't sell a lot of dirty books. The tables and chairs were nice, but otherwise the club is very basic, and dark. They told me the men's bathroom was locked, to use the women's bathroom. Which had the stripper lockers in it. Lots of them had no padlock, so this isn't one of those clubs where you have to wait to get a locker.

The club had one or two latinas, one dancer who I think was blasian, the rest were AA and white. A couple of white dancers who looked well into their thirties, one average build and one slim with DD enhanced breasts. There are a lot of pretty slender dancers, but with nice subtle curves. But that ended up being mostly moot for me. It's BYOB, full nude.

Alexis, thicc latina, A cup, rolled up on me within minutes of my arrival. We did a $20 single song, which was OK, so I went for the $200 half hour. At that point, the club's boss lady asked me for ID, and a $25 cover. Turned out the "half hour" was done lying flat on a giant bean bag. OK two way contact (only). I asked her what nationality of latina she was, she said any one I wanted. I asked if she could be an alien from Area 51, and she was good with that too. I asked her if she was a chola, but she wasn't feeling that. After a bit she announced it had been 10 songs, so we were done. I had glanced at the time when we went it, I looked again, and 22 minutes had gone by. I told her that, but she was insistent that 10 songs were a half hour. I said a half hour is 30 minutes. She said no, a song is 3 minutes, so 10 songs is a half hour. Like she was explaining to a second grader that know is spelled with a k. She agreed to dance one more song so I wouldn't be unhappy. But I still got shorted several minutes.