Diosa is Dead, Long Live Toxicas

Once again a club has changed name and remodeled itself to where it's almost unrecognizable from what it used to be. This time it may be a slight upgrade. I was feeling a bit bored and horny which is usually when I make bad decisions. This time it led me to seek out carnal pleasures of the stripper variety in the north of Houston. After a failed stop at the church (apparently they have something against joggers), I decided to go to the more low rent club, Diosas. But when I got there the sign said Toxicas and the entrance looked different and was in a different part of the club.

It seems the Diosas are dead and the Toxicas have taken over. Walking in, the club looked way different than it used to. The bar is sill in the same area-ish but the stage is bigger, and there are some side stages now (though nobody used them this time). The vibe is darker with more LED lights than there used to be. Also the VIP area is in a slightly different side of the room.

I sat down and ordered a corona ($7) just as one of the toxicas was finishing up on stage. And she's exactly what you would expect from a place called a toxica. That is, a larger than average latina. In fact most of the girls were of this variety. There were maybe seven girls working and four of them were what I would call Tortas. Of the other three one was a solid 8 with man made tits and ass. And the man who made them knew what he was doing. There was a blonde latina with an okayish body but seemingly older than what I'm into. And the other was F****. She was skinny, black haired, dark complexioned, and drunk. Just how I like them. She had solid B cups and a decent ass. And when she came over she immediately sat on my lap.