First CF Saturday visit in years

Dropped in with a buddy around 10p on a Saturday. Nothing new to report as far as venue, cover or service. We paid $30 each, found seats to the left of the stage, and ordered some sodas to pour our mini bottles of liquor into. There were about 12-15 dancers on the floor, and I’d guess 5-10 elsewhere. No one initially caught my eye, but I did notice the ROB Chanel prowling for victims.

While enjoying the stage show, I noticed a darker skinned latina whom I’d never seen before keeping to herself in the corner chair. She had straight black hair, an attractive face, a slim figure and small C-cup bolt-ons– on looks alone, a solid 7.5, maybe 8. Eventually, she got up, checked in with the manager and started roaming. Less than 10 minutes later, a 2-for-1 was announced and as I turned to scan the options, noticed the same latina standing alone atop the short set of steps. I made a beeline towards her and asked for a dance, to which she obliged. While waiting in line to pay I noticed she spoke minimal, if any, english, but understood enough to laugh (not in a good way) at my asking if touching would be allowed with a $60 nude dance. The money collecting goon enacted his $10 extra for a 2-for-1 scam but I was thinking too much with my little head and ignored both red flags. Once in the booth, she seemed cold and said “no tocar” before starting her dance. She kept her bikini on for most of the first song, her body tensing up when I got anywhere close to her tits, ass or crotch. I figured I’d enjoy the dance as much as I could within her restrictions but about halfway through the second song I must’ve gotten too close (but definitely did not cross her boundaries as I still don’t know how her fake tits feel), when she abruptly stopped the dance, repeated “no tocar” and left the booth. Oh well. Wish I remembered her name to warn other patrons, but I’ll refrain from guessing (although another recent reviewer mentioned a darker skinned latina with similar vibes). I don’t plan on giving her another spin, given her ice cold demeanor, mocking of my honest question about touching and overall GPS and ROB behavior.

I returned to my seat, buddy unseen, and soon after, another latina came by and sat on my lap. Blonde with black roots, slim with B (or small C cups). She mentioned she’d just moved to SF and wasn’t quite used to The City’s strip club scene. She seemed genuine and engaging so when another 2-for-1 popped up I took her for a spin, this time opting for a 3-for-$150 (which turned into 6 dances). Instantly it was obvious that this dance would be much better than the last one. She grinded well, put her pierced nipples on my mouth and let my hands roam, never once telling me to stop. The only issue was she kept getting called to the stage about halfway through the 6 songs and eventually cut it short during the 5th song to report for duty. The dance was still very enjoyable and I tipped her generously. I’ll definitely be on the lookout for her next time I pop in.