Slower Than Normal, but Still Busier Than Most

Pulled in around 4:30 Wednesday. Parking lot moderately filled, easy to find a spot near the entrance. As I was walking in, the door guy was escorting a dancer to her car, so I strolled in and waved to John the manager. I found a very quiet Hi-Liter and the front corner table along the wall unoccupied, along with many other tables. My favorite waitress spots me, comes over and leans in for a kiss, then brings me my 2-for-1 $4 Cokes without having to be asked.

I settle in. HL is quieter than normal, even given the fact that this time is the witching hour here. The snowbirds don't seem to be flocking here the way they used to. One of my regulars, a busty blonde Cuban, comes over. I get two $10 floor dances from her, plenty of contact (just watch out for Nate, he tends to get hissy at boob play on the floor).

Some dancers of note, some new, some new to me: