Monday Night Hustle..

This review is about two months past due but figured better late than never. Visited Rachels with two coworkers on a Monday night at the end of November. Was in town for business and our hotel was right around the corner so we figured we check it out. Arrived around 10 PM not many customers, but surprisingly tons of girls, good mix of white and Cuban chicks, couple of AA. We sat at the bar as I knew one of the waitresses who used to work across town at Monroe’s. The club had a pretty large main stage, with a ton of TVs on around it, so it was pretty bright in there. Not much action, if any at all was going on on stage. Dancers were mostly just sitting in groups talking to each other and walking around, talking to patrons who are sitting in the seats. I don’t recall anyone actually dancing on stage.

We were approached on and off by girls at the bar, wanting to go VIP. We each went back with a different girl at some point but I was hung up on this mid 20s, fair skinned blonde white chick. Went to VIP with her and got two dances. They were $35/ea and mild/medium contact. She didn’t touch junior but was chill with touching her. The VIP area were individual stalls located on the right side of the club. They didn’t have a front door or curtain, so I wouldn’t say they were private, just a divider between them. After VIP, I returned to the bar and she followed. We sat and talked for a while, and she finally conned me in to going upstairs for a much more private room for 30min. Damage for the room was $800 but I was told by her much more 2-way contact was on the table.

Went upstairs, paid for the room upstairs, grabbed a drink for each of us while up there and went into the room. She immediately got full nude, climbed on and started grinding, full contact. There were a few moments of FIV throughout the time there which was hot. When paying for the room, I asked her what was on the table and she said a CBJ and when it came time toward the end of our 30min for her to deliver, she said no she couldn’t, so I sat up and got ready to walk out. she flat out lied about it and tried to backtrack what she said earlier but I know what we agreed to. At the end of the day, I should’ve known better, but the little head took over in the moment. Still, I know what was offered and agreed to and she didn’t deliver, so likely won’t be going back.