These girls aren't enough for my money

The obvious difference from my last Raven visit maybe two months ago was Diamond's champion rack on display. When I was there last, Diamond had been keeping those twin giants covered for months. This random weekday afternoon, they were out and proud before she even took the stage.

Otherwise, the Raven is much the same. Cameras still cap fun on the couch. Sheer curtains provide anti-fun backup should the cameras fail. For a place where $25 buys you a run of the mill lapdance, the girls have more years, more pounds and less beauty than I'd prefer.

But I went anyway. I had time to kill and couldn't help but wonder whether in 2023 the club where I collected so much prime trim might have reverted to its fun form from 2021.