Friday afternoon

I flew into Miami on Friday morning. My first stop was for a Cubano in Little Havana. For a top flight Sanguich, it's worth the detour. My second stop was for a Cubana at Cheetahs. Actually, it's a run of cubanas. They're relentless. I arrived at 2:00 on Friday afternoon. The parking lot told the story. This place was busy in the afternoon. Parking fee was $2 and no cover charge in the club. Food is free until 3:00 but since I just had a world class sandwich before coming by, I didn't try any. Before I even sat down 2 dancers offered me friction filled dances in the back. I begged off and found a table. A waitress quickly came by and brought me my drink. Before she returned with my drink the parade started. One girl after another gave me $10 table dances. Some were friendlier than others but all made a pitch for the back. Of note was Camilla. Very pretty Spaniard with a firm, slight, natural body. Very friendly and playful. But, once she was convinced I wasn't taking her to the presidential room, that was the end of our time together. My last dancer was Lace. She was the most playful table dancer and she asked if I would take her to the regular dance which was more private and $25 a song. We went in the back for a couple of songs and that was all I needed.