When I get tired of the...

When I get tired of the thong crowd, I head out to see some gash. The stage is awful small and the girls don't market themself well onstage. You have to pat eleven bucks at the door for a wristband to get into the lapdance area. The cubicles are small, and shabby (this is a converted [on the cheap] warehouse). In the cubicles, the girls warm up quickly. Lots of contact and most will let you touch pretty much everything and anything. The cubicles are in a sort of maze and a dancer who knows you will take you to a more secluded cubicle. Most items are for a negotiated price. Dances are 40 each, or 100 for three. Paying the hundred usually gets the dancer to loosen up, if you catch my drift. Dancers vary anywhere from 5 to 8 in looks (most are single mothers with stretch marks). Overall, not a bad experience, unless you are hoping for a perfect Playmate.