Candy shoppe -- indeed

So I was back in the Miami area (connection at the airport). My only other trips have been to Cheetah Hallandale Beach and I have had very good times there but I had more free time this afternoon and so I decided to go all the way up to Pompano Beach and see what all of you mongers have been writing about all of these years. I knew that I was only going to hit one this trip and take my time and so I chose Cheetah over Booby Trap and Diamond Dolls. I can say that I wasn't disappointed.

I took a Lyft from my airport hotel (NOT cheap!!) and so I didn't have to pay the parking fee. There was no cover charge at 2:00 pm on a Monday but there was a bathroom attendant (I spent about $7-8 just peeing this trip!! LOL!) and the bathroom is clean, brightly lit up and while I didn't have to use the stalls, there were others using them without issue or shame. The bartenders and waitstaff all wear bright red LED lit name tags right over their breasts and their breasts are all partially covered with tight black stretchy fabric. Wonderful work uniform! My Corona was $7 and my bottle of water was $5. Don't know other drink prices.

Other posters have remarked that this is like being a kid in a candy store and I totally concur with this analogy. While some of you have opined that the level of hotness of the afternoon shift has gone down, I surely didn't perceive that this visit (or perhaps I am not used to South FL clubs) but, wow, this is the closest I think I have ever been to a 7-up club and that's with about 25-35 dancers circulating. There was a considerable amount of augmentation (breast and butt) but there were also some nice natural petite spinners and others that seem to have other worldly bodies that were genetically created, not by a surgeon's hand. I do not recall seeing anyone who could be mistaken for a lineman on the Dolphins and most all were very cute/pretty in the face. I would bet most are in their 20-30s.