Afternoon with deaf girl

Ok visit for Cleveland. Stopped about 1pm mid week, threre was ample free parking curbside in a relatively safe neighborhood on West Bank of the Flats. Coat check girl asked if I had an ID and waved me through with no cover charge. Made a left turn to hit the head, very clean with no troll in early afternoon. A couple young girls in early 20’s wearing sexy lingerie chatting on a bench as I entered the bar. I joined two other old-timers at the bar and ordered a hot dog and beer from the more mature, tatted up barmaid for $10 including tip. Another couple of young girls at the bar made some small talk with the other dudes and me between pole dance practice rounds, very pretty but too skinny and too many Tattoos.

As I finished my dog, Coccy caught my eye, late 20’s early 30’s with big boobs. I bought her a drink for $10 and we retired to a booth in the cavernous but completely empty elegant main show room. After a brief chat, where I learn she was deaf and recently got cochlear implants hence her name, we were off to the $20 lap dance booths on sale for $10/dance. Her rules were… ok to touch any where not covered by her g-string and tiny top.

After a very sensuous dance on a bench in the LD cubicle, she convinced me we could have more fun in VIP $50/15min. Hell of a deal on a slow day. Nice room with door an love seat. Coccy lost her top during the first song to reveal pasties but same rules, so I enjoyed the feel of pulling her butt in tight as she humped and motor boated me. When the knock on the door came, she pull off one pastie to reveal a perfectly erect nipple, “We could have more fun for $100 for the next 15min,” she purred. Alas, my social security budget only allowed $100 for fun so sadly, I gave her a hug and smack on the butt then headed home.