Went on a Friday night looking...

Went on a Friday night looking for a particular dancer from a visit long past. Parking lot was paved, well lit and patrolled by security. Door charge was 5 bucks. A beer and a bottled water was $7.75 and because I tipped the girl the rest of a 10-spot, she told me that my two-drink minimum was satisfied. Dancers higher class and more attractive than Tiffany's across the street. Crowd was older and primarily white. Girls were a good mix of races and body types. My favorite, Kim, was a little black spinner who could not be more than 5 feet tall and very, very tight. Private dances done on couches in a semi-private area away from dancefloor. I used a 2 for 1 to make it a managable 20 bucks per dance, and even with the aggressive hands-on private dance, 40 bucks is steep. My dancer came to me during the lead up to the 2 for 1 and she was not my type. However, she said the 2fer would not be around for another hour, so I took her up on the deal. We ended up being the only ones in the private dance area, and she took her top off and was very aggressive. I had to ask her NOT to open my zipper, as I take the issue of cooties pretty seriously (I mean, I KNOW where her hands had been!) She opened my shirt and sucked on my nipples and did some serious stick shifting through the pants. Even though she told me not to rub her cooter, she kept putting my hand on it and reacted whenever I pushed her button a bit. The two dances were not terribly erotic nor artistic, but were functional toward a biological conclusion. I was primed at Tiffany's and the pump produced at Danny's. She got a nice tip, and I left still looking for the girl who pronounces her name Moan-YAY.