End of bar satisfaction, substandard facilities

Now that it's getting dark much later, I feel more comfortable stopping by OSC/LaPearl after work. A week and a half ago, I decided to make the trek. The club is really two clubs in one - LaPearl is a small bar on the first floor, and Outer Space Club is a larger, more open bar on the second floor. One $10 cover, given to the owner outside on the front stoop, gets you inside. I am not sure on what schedule upstairs and downstairs are open, but the experience is similar and patrons/ladies circulate between them when both are open. On this day, only Outer Space (upstairs) was open.

I headed upstairs, and first went to the bathroom. It's at the top of the stairs and to the right down a narrow, dissheveled hallway. The mens' room is past the ladies' room (which is where they usually change for work). My previous trip to the club, there was a bar of soap on the sink, but no soap in the dispenser. This time, no bar of soap, no dispenser, no soap period. I did my business and washed with water, the universal solvent. No toilet paper or paper towels either, but the electric hand dryer did work.

I settled on the bench along the wall for a few minutes and a young lady was literally getting naked next to me as she changed from her civilian clothes to her dancer outfit. I made a joke with her and realized she and I had an encounter at my previous trip to the club (I didn't write a review for that one). She's somewhat overweight, black, and has large, soft breasts and bad teeth. She's cool and fun though, and you're not paying for 10s at OSC/LP after all. We did a lot of grinding and petting on the bench for a few songs, maybe 3. She pulled her panties aside and I was allowed to/encouraged to touch, but not insert - fair enough.