New name, same old game

I stuck my head in the recently (re)opened Secret Lounge. In short : it reminded me of why strip clubs lost their appeal to me even before the pandemic. Ultimately unsatisfying and increasingly expensive.

Very quiet on this Tuesday afternoon, only two young women dancing. One youngster with huge exposed breasts was occupied in the main room with the only other gent there. The other, Nova, did an admiral job to keep me company even though she is cute, young, ant energetic and I'm a craggy old fart. I had one dance. Nova's ample ass felt great in my lap and she allowed access to her small, beautiful tits, but ultimately it was a standard bottoms-stayed-on dance. Price is raised to $30, $10 more than the previous club.

New couches. New carpet. The walls that separated the lower drinking tables are removed. There's a pool table where the lottery machines were. Otherwise the main room, bar, and rack are very similar. The private dance area seems a bit more open; the curtain door that separated the dance cubicles from the main room is gone. The VIP booths have only a small half door but I was told that there is also a curtain for privacy. There appeared to be cameras on the ceiling.