Great Experience. Terrible Experience. Same Girl.

Friday night (9/22) I thought the smaller clubs might have a gem or two. I was right and wrong about the same girl.

I got a room downtown due to the recent predatory practices of the owners of HK and BT. A lap through the alley showed some potential. I don’t care for the wham bam, but it is fun to look. On the second lap I passed Odisea 2001 Showgirls/Playboy and paused because they were building something out front that blocked the sidewalk. A cute little thing dressed as a mesera sees me standing there, smiles, throws her arms around me, kisses and hugs me, and invites me in the club. No way I could resist that. There were about five girls in the club, including another mesera. A couple of guys were sitting at the bar, but I couldn’t tell if they were mongers, boyfriends, employees, or pimps. During my time there the obvious mongers populating the booths went from just me to seven at the peak. Most of the mongers didn’t stay long after the first drink.