Autumn isn’t pleasing me as she...

Autumn isn’t pleasing me as she used to. She now asks for northwards of $100 but doesn’t do as much for me as she once did. I still love her company, and I feel like kind of an asshole for concentrating so much on the extras, but I just can’t help but feel a bit burned by not getting what I used to get from her, and what I usually expect to get when going to Wise Guys. Not knowing my name after about three years and more than a dozen vacations down to St. Louis in order to see her doesn’t help.

Souring on Autumn has made me scrutinize other details of WG’s even more. I’m starting to get a little bored with the décor; for a gangster-themed stripclub, they should have more and bigger pictures of the mafia. Stupid, I know. I’m starting to get a little tired of the music too. And the girls? Well, they’ve gotten even worse since my last review. Autumn remains a very good-looking #1 lady at a club like this, but the bottom has fallen out. The stalwart spokeswoman Harley left around Thanksgiving; I don’t know if she was seeking better fortune elsewhere, but I shudder to think who could replace her because I thought she was more beautiful on the inside than the outside, if you know what I mean.

I’m visiting ESL again soon. I need Autumn, but I want Autumn to do me like she did before. I’m losing faith more and more. …