I've gotten over the damned Diamond...

I've gotten over the damned Diamond Lounge, though I still don't like it. I was shown around there once; it's really what you can imagine a smaller club would look like. There are two rows of three or four shower-sized stages with poles and a big comfy couch right in front of each (the stages are against the wall, the couches are in the middle). There's a checkout stand where you and your VIP dancer have to pay. There also is a candy dish, so you don't have to leave empty-handed. Unless there are extras up the wazoo here to be had, I would avoid. The $10 table dances in the mainroom are just as good and probably the most contact you'll ever get at the KoD.

Otherwise, no complaints - alcohol is still available at stripclub prices, the crowd is plentiful enough and the dancers in the 7-8 range remain plentiful. They still haven't been able to get the girl to begin her dance at the lower stage on time, and on occasion you have to wait a full minute before she pops out from behind the curtain. But at this stage of patronage, it doesn't matter, because Claudia is still there. She was the first stripper I got a dance from, and to this day, she remains one of two I know of (the other being the tattooed yet distant Naomi) who are still there. In fact, she may be the closest relationship I have with a female in my life. But that's OK. (Sadly, another long-timer has been long gone. I owe Madison, she of the curly brunette hair, the big store-bought tits and the narrow and pointy nose, a few laps.) This place is as clean as clothes coming out of the dryer, yet I still recommend highly.