Fly me to the moon

Richmond, VA. Saturday night. Last club of the night. I pulled up on Midlothian turnpike and that side of the lot had barely any cars in it, I thought this place was dead maybe but if you pull in you see most folks are parked on the other side of the building. Walk up, staff dude joking with a customer. ID check, pat down. And the guy asks me if I've been here before, nope so he gives me the run down. No touching the girls, I keep forgetting to put that in my reviews but it's something I hear a lot before I head into Virginia clubs. Cover was $15. Get back the stupid monopoly money that they also give at the other papermoon. I guess they do it, because you just want to fucking get rid of it. Customers, various types, various ages.

Dancers. It's pretty clear that the two papermoons in town have the best talent in Richmond. The other one a little better than here though but there was some decent quality. White, black, latina. 10, maybe 15 girls at the most. Not a big lineup. Mostly natural that I saw. 7 on average. Mostly 20 somethings.

As soon as I walked into the club I saw one of the cutest strippers I've seen, and immediately started tipping her the bs monopoly money and seeing what the word was with dances. 20 something, Black hair, italian girl, natural, nice titties and ass. 10 face at least for me. We both grew up the same place, it was kind of random to find all the way down VA but here we are. I said meet me off stage, fuck it I bite the bullet on these Virginia prices finally for this chick right here.