Can One Ever Choose Where the Pecker Leads?

Cover Girls was never one of my favorite Houston area strip clubs, at least not since the late 1980s when a strip club operated at the same location but under a different name. In its current incarnation Cover Girls struck me as the club where pasty-white, over-fed, gum-popping, country sows went when they couldn’t find a better strip club to work in.

Cover Girls just hasn’t been my cup of tea.

But I recently had business in that part of Houston on a couple of occasions and stopped in to see if I might be interested in anything the “ladies” were shaking.