Pussy Voyage

Had been a minute since my last Kittens run. Not much has changed since the last time I darkened the doorstep. It’s smack in the middle of industrial Seattle. Plenty of parking on this day - only 5 other cars or so on the Sunday afternoon about 2pm.

Very dark once you enter and they have the velvet rope blocking off the entry into the club. The hostess came out - what a cutie…she took my eleven bones and my drink order - then brought it to my table.

As you walk in, their juice bar is on the right of you and then behind there is the entry to the lap dance area. There are about 12-15 high back pleather chairs back there and for the most part it’s pretty private - especially in the daytime. They have private rooms available which typically have a couch and a table back there I believe.