Cuban Gilda Radner emptied my wallet

Arrived at about 5:30PM. Ample self-parking. $5 cover, no pat down or metal detector, showed ID but I didn’t notice any scan. The club interior looks very well maintained, gentleman’s club look, nice decor/furnishings, on the darker side. Main stage was long with two poles, looked like there were a few side stages., Nice, clean men’s room, stool for attendant, but none was there while I was.

Dancers ranged from quite slender to BBW. Seemed like mostly latinas, almost as many white, one AA. Probably the average age was a little higher than typical. There was always a dancer dancing (just one), on mainstage. Sat at a table, got a $3 water, threw a couple singles on stage for each stage dancer. For the first half hour, three or so dancers rolled up, but not ones that struck my fancy. I quickly claimed I was only there to watch the stage show. A couple didn’t take the hint, were too persistent. One was the AA dancer, very attractive face, but with very, very enhanced booty/hips. Saw a latina (I think) dancer sitting alone. She looked good to me, so I started walking towards her. When I got half way to her, she saw me coming, and she got up and fled. But otherwise, the dancers who didn’t roll up on me were with other customers.

Finally, Nicole walked up to me. She was Cuban, quite slender, A-cup, but with sexy, subtle curves. My Spanish was slightly better than her English, so we mostly spoke in Spanish. Her face looked somehow familiar, but I couldn’t place why. I quickly asked how much it was for a song. She said $30. We went back to a good size booth, with a bead curtain at the front. I ended up getting about 18 dances from her. All nude, great two-way contact. She mentioned there was a more private VIP that was $300 per half-hour, but I stuck with by the song dances. She said she was a florist in Cuba. She had some nice tats, the largest one she got in Cuba. Somehow we got onto the topic of healthcare. She told me of a relative in Cuba who was not able to get treatment for a fairly serious condition. I said I thought it was all free there. She said yes, but the official healthcare system had a very limited stock of medicines. So you often were forced to get needed medicine unofficially. At some point, I realized she looked familiar because her face looked like Gilda Radner. So I started calling her Gilda. She had no idea who Gilda Radner was, but she’d heard of SNL. The song “Back On The Chain Gang” came on, and she started singing along to it. But she had no idea what a chain gang was, so I did my best to explain. Her faking was not over the top, so it was effective in making the dances hotter. Her friendliness seemed very genuine. Gave a decent-sized tip at the end for a job well done. Wished her a good night and bounced from the club, since I had to get to bed early.