Very slow

Palm Harbor, FL. Saturday night. Another club right off 19. Plenty of parking in the lot. Area seems fine to me. Walk on in. Lady at the front charges $10 cover. She notifies me it's one dancers birthday, some brown haired southern chick from Knoxville. I forget her name now but nice chick, wasn't interested in dances but we yukked it up. Layout, it's not big, it's all right here, on the right we have the bar, left is the stage, one chick up at a time, bathrooms dead ahead. Lap dances here are $30 a song. $160 for 30 minutes. Customers were a group of white folks, men and women who were like wooo party at the stage, having almost too much fun in a place like this, some older hispnaic and black guys at the bar.

Dancers are as follows. 3 cuban girls. Two white girls. Some fake stuff on the cuban girls. Looks like 20's and 30's range. The knoxville chick was short with short brown hair. And the other white chick was blonde with glasses. Nobody fat, thin to thick I would say. Talent, nothing awful but nothing over a 6 in my mind.

I was talking to one of the cuban chicks, extras definitely possible here, but you gotta find something you like and I just didn't here. As I headed out the lady at the front chased me out with a phone tracker saying I think you have my friends phone. I was like no I'm sorry it's some other crook this time. She looks at the tracker again and runs to the back. I don't know what happened with that but it I carried on.