Felt Like Old Times

I want to start with a rant about the death/dearth of the black strip club in Philly. I was in Philly Sunday evening and considering hitting a club. My options are Piccadilly, PO, or Outer Space. There was a time, many moons ago, that I was not aware of PO, and considered Atlantis too pricey. Uncle Sam’s (moved and became Outer Space) and the Rum Keg were open and popping damn near every night. You also had the club near the Septa Callowhill depot and the spot near City Line ave. And that’s just West Philly. You had the Pic, the club (not after hours) on Broad (?near Germantown ave) and at least one other that escapes me. And you also had promoters hosting nights in bars. The Tuesday night at Casablanca on Germantown and Mt Airy was what got me hooked into this drug.

That being said, my LaPearl visit on Thursday was a refreshing experience. I’m not as easily aroused as I used to be. Could be mental, could be age, could be the quality and effort of the dancers. So I decided to go commando for the first time in 20 yrs. Commando will be my new default.

I arrived at 5 and was surprised at the number of dancers, probably 5 or 6. My CF, Passion, grabbed me as I exited the bathroom. We headed to the back. I think the commando lead to more mutual touching. She gave a great 8 dances and I sent her on her way. I didn’t want to blow all my cash but hoped to grab her later.