An Off Day

I only had time to visit one place while in town for work. Cricket was always the clear winner on previous visits.

I parked in their free lot and made my way in. No cover charge. Took a seat at the bar on the right. Ordered their two for one beer special and checked out the talent.

While not as good as past visits, there were still some lookers in a sea of belugas. A slender Hispanic girl with long black hair approached me. Her English was fine, figured she can’t be one of the Cubans I’ve been reading about on here. She smelled great and had no problem with rubbing me at the bar. Eventually talk turned to what I wanted. When I told her she gave me a too good to be true number. As our conversation went on it started feeling like a trip to the back would be disappointing. I finally told her no thanks.