Pleasant Surprise

Started off with a 95-minute ride through the pouring rain arriving at a darkened Boardroom cabaret with zero parking spots filled. Apparently, they left a handwritten note on the door that they were closed because of the weather. In a silent condemnation of how this country changed from a warrior nation to a bend over and get fucked in the ass without lube pussy nation, the weather event was fucking rain. It rained so they closed. Only business to do so. Fuck it on to Desires 45 rain-soaked minutes away. The Boardroom turned out to have much more attractive line-up (none) than sowfest at Desires. Great daytime club, fucking awful at night. I give up twist a fatty and start home. Ended up at Rhode Island Dolls, which has been off my list.

Walk in and it was about 75% full. Grabbed a bar seat, pretty bartender, the manager stopped by to say hi and lo and behold among the dancers are 5 solid possibles.

Dolls is a small club. Walk in the door and you're halfway in. Tiny vircular stage to your left with a booth next to it; larger center stage with pole and cheers; tables spread in-between, with a larger bar and 8 seats in the back. N=Behind the ba is the DJ and outside smoking area. 3 booths for bottle service and downstairs are the dance booths and a few curtained champagne rooms. Privacy is not the goal here and it impacts dances, usually.