Juicy Peaches for a fair price

Let me start by admitting I like dive-bar type clubs. They're my favorite to check out on trips out of town. Sugar's Cabaret was situated on Aurora Avenue in the middle of Seattle's seediest neighborhood. (Honestly I've never see so many prostitutes walking around on one street in broad daylight before. Almost crashed my rental because I couldn't keep my eyes on the road.)

Thanks to the eyecandy on the street I was already primed before I walked in. Free parking with no vaket. Upon entry it took my eyes a moment to adjust to how dark it was inside. Cover fee was $11 collected by the doorman just inside. It was a realitively small place but clean with mismatching furniture. The building held a heavy aroma of weed which I didn't mind. Unlike some places that allow cigarette smoke to choke out their non-smoking customers. Only two other guys were there when I arrived. I spotted one dancer taking what I'd assume was a weed nap in a booth who perked up when I walked in.

I ordered a coke for $8 from the friendly waitress. (It's too bad she wasn't a dancer.) The sleepy one stumbled over to me and cut right to the chase asking if I'd like a dance. I told her I just wanted to sit and see who all was there. Didn't want to tell her she wasn't my type. She didn't linger and returned to her napping spot. It's always nice when they don't try to sit with you if you say you want to look around. Besides her there was a curvy AA on stage finishing her set as I was served my coke. She was a decent looking spinner on the extra short side and may have been a Latina not AA, hard to tell with the lighting and how far my seat was from the stage.