Quick Visit, Strong Drink, Decent Talent

I haven’t been to Tucson in over a year so of course I jumped at the chance to fly in for a few nights for work. I wanted to take a full tour (Ten, Curves etc.) but unfortunately time didn’t permit. I was able to squeeze in one quick trip to Raiders which wasn’t great, but good enough for me to already look forward to my next trip.

I got there early evening, still daylight. Standard ID scan then I was free to seat myself. Took a seat along the back wall which was my old go-to. There were only a handful of other patrons and maybe 6-7 girls working, ranging from 4s-7s lookswise. I say 6-7 working, but there were likely 10-11 in the place, with 3-4 occupying a chair and not taking any interest in working or interacting with patrons. Another 1-2 seemed to be occupied with regular customers the entire evening, but strangely didn’t seem to be making any money from them.

I was promptly approached by waitress and ordered a whiskey. This is where things got interesting…waitress returned with a short highball glass FILLED to the top. I counted my lucky stars that I opted for an uber to get there. If I had to go guess, a whiskey neat isn’t common order.