A surprisingly pleasant afternoon visit

To my surprise, some Vietnamese-style coffee bars or cafes discreetly offer lap dances. This is the only cafe I have visited, although there are several others around. Cafe 269 is at the north end of large, modern strip mall with lots of parking. What looks like it should be the main entrance isn’t; the real entrance is a single door a few paces down that opens into a small entryway that then opens up into the large main room which wraps in an L around a kitchen. The room is filled with tables and chairs plus some banquettes along a couple of the walls. There are large TV screens all over the walls playing sports silently and music loudly. Towards the left wall is a desk or station to pay for drinks and buy lottery tickets.

Far more interesting than the furniture are the very lovely young women who stroll around wearing the bare minimum of clothing. They tell you to sit anywhere and bring you whatever coffee, tea, soda, etc., you order. No food. The women accept tips tucked almost anywhere into their tiny outfits, plus sometimes a caress or two as well. And occasionally, one of the young ladies sits down next to a customer to chat for a few minutes — or longer if he is a regular, apparently.

Everyone is immediately served a cup of tasteless, yellow iced tea. But I recommend drinking it because every 10 or 15 minutes one of the women strolls by nude or at least topless, refilling the cups. The women take turns at this assignment, which naturally draws the most tips.

The highlight of my most recent visit was a young woman who chatted with me a bit as she came by on refill duty. She was topless, not nude. Then, to my surprise, she told me that she offers lap dances. She is very, very attractive, with lovely Goldilocks breasts — not too big, not too small — so I said yes, please. (I would guess that others on the wait staff also offer dances for a fee, but I have no knowledge.)

She led me through the mostly empty kitchen and around a corner into a nondescript storage area. There was a folding chair for me to sit on. She took all her clothes off, set her phone on a shelf to play a song and gave me two lovely one-song lap dances. ($80 apiece; she didn’t offer and I didn’t ask for change from my $100s.) Sometimes she faced me; sometimes she faced away. She is beautiful. I was allowed to touch her high and low.