OK, after yet another fruitless visit...

OK, after yet another fruitless visit to Desire across town (I've been to Desire about a dozen times and have yet to get any sort of private dance of any kind), I headed over to Club Fantasy. I was getting short of time and this club is the furthest west that I recall, so I was going in the right direction to get home to Hartford.

I walked in about 3:30 PM - no cover (first good thing) Immediately a reasonably attractive dancer offered to give me a few dances - all day Friday is 2/25 (second good thing) Since I just walked through the door (she could have been the doorman she was so close!) I asked her to come back after a while. I then went up to the 2nd floor and paid the $5 cover for the nude floor. I'd previously had some good times up there, but that was BLC (before law change) It was dead - one dancer and three guys that she obviously knew, so I headed back downstairs.

At the bar were a few lone girls and lots walking around. Not many I'd have LDs with, but a few that I would - however there was a super hot, thin (my weakness) dark haired dancer, beautiful face, great eyes, and just carried herself perfectly. So I set my eyes on her, and if I couldn't get her to dance for me I'd be out of there. After about 10-15 minutes of flirting across the bar she came over to me and we started talking. Turns out she had a great personality, funny, friendly, and hot. She asked me if I wanted her to take me for a preview (SHE was previewing me, not the other way around) of 2/25 LDs. To make a long story short, immediately after that we went for the 15 min. booth. Luckily I'd already paid the $5 upstairs cover, so we went up there for the dances - quieter, cleaner, and a really cool bouncer. We had a great time, nothing that would have broken the new laws (although we stretched one or two). Unlike "back in the day", all my clothes stayed on and no reaching in. But that notwithstanding, it was I had one of the best times I've had in a SC in a long time. Best thing is that I didn't feel like an ATM machine, and after our dances were over she asked me to sit and talk to her for a while, no rush.