A rule I'm glad I broke

I parked in the gravel lot in front of Chicas and went in around 2:00. No cover, and no door check. I walked in and played my typical Chica's game, can I make it the 15 steps or so to the bar without being accosted. Nope! Four steps in a rather pretty cuban had her hands all over me and placed one of my hands on her ass and the other on a breast. I smiled, summoned my inner strength and said not yet, I want to get a beer. The place was already crowded with dancers and had about 5 or 6 customers. (I figured this out once my eyes adjusted to the light...a few minutes after I arrived.). As I approached the bar my new friend stuck with me.

Standing at the bar I ordered a Modelo for me, she looked at me with her big brown eyes and said drink for me? Fine, $20 later including tip she was in my lap. Turned out her name was Yolanda and she was as I suspected Cuban.

My don't go in the back with the first girl you talk to rule...it never goes well...was destroyed by her. She is about 5'5"...six feet in her stripper shoes...tiny black g string...non enhanced D's...soft curly brown hair...full lips...great smile...heart shape face...and rather nice though not perfect MILF body. I was about to move on when her hands became extremely friendly in my rather loose shorts. Want to go for a dance she asked as she kissed (licked) my ear. I promise it will be very fun in broken English. Besos? Si señor... Five for $100? Si...tightening grip...and off we go.

Turned out every rule (don't go with the aggressive girl who grabs you when you walk in) should be periodically broken. She was great! Five turned into 10 dances...lots of besos (DFK) and groping everywhere. I was very happy. I tipped her and extra $50 and slunk my happy damp self out the door. Very fun, quick handsy trip.