Meter on my mind..

Coming off the mountain with some time to spare so I stopped in Torpedoes. So my time was cut short because I pulled up and parked right outside the club. It's door are limo tint. So with it being the early afternoon and knowing this town I wanted to make sure I paid for my "meter".They have taken out their meters and moved to the apps. I had the app on the sign already downloaded. So I open it up to pay and can't find the zone. Then I scan the QR code and try to download and that wouldn't work. In the end after 20 mins sitting in the car I give up and just go in.

So I walk through the limo tint door. Then through a second set of doors which opens up the bar. DJ booth to my immediate right. To the left is bathrooms and pool tables. Straight ahead is a rectangle bar with a stage on the inside with 2 poles. 2 ladies are on stage. Another 2 are sitting by the open area where entrance to the inside of the bar and stage are with a customer. Another is hanging with the security guard outside the lap dance room which is just past the pool tables on the left after you walk in. I sit down a bartender comes over I order a water. I believe it was 6 bucks. The 2 girls on stage sway a little back and forth and give you a half hearted show if you catch eye contact with them. One was a dominican brunette that was small up top decent behind not a mess in the middle but not one of those olympic track girls either. She comes I give her a tip and ask if I want a dance. I decline. The other girl is smaller pretty face blonde. A little older but has abs and a nice rack( or nice bra) shapely bottom. But blondes hate me so she doesn't even come over. She might have been Brazilian.

I finish my water and get ready to head out because I don't want to get a ticket. A meaty Dominican that has emerged from the lap dance room comes over. Looked similar to the girl that was on stage when I came in. Just taller and more meat on her. She ask for a lap dance I refuse tell her I'm about to leave. She pulls out her phone because after asking for a lap dance that's all the English she has. So we talk back and forth through the phone as she rubs my thigh and lightly grinds me. I tip her a couple dollars and get up out of there. Fun could have been had but I hate talking through the phone.

All in all from what I saw of the place it is what it is. Nothing special but it's local. Wish the blonde came over but if she didn't know English it wouldn't have mattered. Didn't get a lap dance so I don't know the price. They had a food menu with a couple of customers and dancers eating. Looked like they was enjoying it. I suggest parking in the lot behind the club. Really killed my vibe with parking and uncertainty in the front. I will stop in again though.