Heard one of my ATF's at...

Heard one of my ATF's at my regular club moved over here after she failed to drop enough lbs. after the baby-that's the kind of place PO is-the last stop for older, heavier, grade B talent rejected by most other places. A smallish, hole in the wall type place on a strung out industrial strip, full of skeevey biker-types. They couldn't tell me on the phone if my gurl would be in that nite, so I made the trip and coughed up the five dollar cover on a Thurs. Took a quick look-see, confirmed her absence and beat a hasty retreat. On to greener pastures.