New girl is a scam

Swung by Purple Orchid on a Thursday afternoon. The parking lot set the tone—kind of sketchy, with several guys just sitting in their cars for reasons unknown.

Inside, the layout is straightforward: a square bar wrapped around a small stage. When I arrived, there were about five dancers working and about the same number of patrons, so the crowd was thin.

I’m off the sauce, so I grabbed a bottle of water—$5. Pretty standard for places like this. Almost immediately, I was approached by a BBW WOC dancer. She was friendly enough, so we went straight back for a private dance. There wasn’t much discussion about pricing or options—she just led me to the $30 VIP without clarifying.