Great time, but beware of the wallflowers!

I’ve never been to Sahara. I had a chunk of time to kill and some extra cash to waste. Came in on a Monday around 3pm.

$15 cover and $10 drink requirement. No problem. The stage is in the center with two banks of seats all around the perimeter. The section to the left of the entrance is for lap dances, but there are two corner booths with a curtain for privacy. Those are the VIP booths for $120. There is a bar in the back and to the right of that are the $180 private rooms and the restroom.

A lot of girls working. Probably 15 or so. Right when I sat down a curvy Latina with a heavy accent sat with me. I suck at names so I’m sorry that I can’t remember hers. She immediately started with the joysticking, urging me to go VIP. I didn’t want to do too much with her, but she seemed like a lot of fun, so I did the $120 VIP. We went to the far corner booth with the curtain. She wasn’t quite what I wanted to sample, so I kept it low-mileage despite her really pushing for more. She even had a jimmy ready and wanted “it” out. I told her not yet. She was cool with that. One thing I appreciated was that she said, “Don’t do the private room for $180. I’ll do the same thing here for only $120 and you can tip me the difference.” Lol. Straight shooter. I tipped her $20 after the dance for being so handsy with me.