One whiff and done

Back to the D and another visit to my regular hangout. Self parking is free and safe. No door charge, just seat yourself at a table with a view of the stage. No smoking (yeah!) Waitress took my order for $10 water (including tip). Stage dancing is nothing special, sometimes topless, sometimes not.

A cute Cuban with fake tits stopped by but the language barrier was too much to get over. Then a thicker black lady came over. I wasn’t impressed but she sat down and started to chat. Interesting conversation that led to a discussion about dances ($25/per) and activities in the VIP. We agreed on a fixed $200 for dancers and whatever else happened to happen.

$10 entry fee to the goon at the VIP entrance. All was going well until I got a whiff of her nether regions. Nothing was going to happen after that. I shut her down early and told her I’d pay her $100 for two dances she’s done to that point. She started to argue and I explained why I was ending early. She leaned forward for a smell of herself, got really embarrassed, took the money and basically ran to the dressing room.