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Earl_the_Pearl
10-13-2008, 10:07 PM
LOL they have to pay off the cabbies who drive you there.
Hustle City fresh meat every week.
JoeUnCool
10-14-2008, 09:08 AM
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[ :P for all those who might be going "ewwwwww" to what grown, consenting, people do which comes under the explicit heading of "if you don't like it you don't have to watch" :) and for those who will respond, "Well, you don't have to write about it either.", my response is that I wrote it for the few people who might give a crap and enjoy reading it, maybe even decide to head on over there and see what fun they might have, and suggest that three lines in you could tell what kind of report it was going to be - so at that point it, if you knew such things offend your sensiblities, it is easy enough to simply stop reading. :)]
Personally, I don't care what grown up people do for the most part, until it has a bad effect on society, such as drugs. I have a frustration reading the stuff where the guys only talk about the "working girls" and the girls have major discussions about "sugar daddies" but I guess I need to consider the source and the site. :)
JoeUnCool
10-14-2008, 09:18 AM
LOL they have to pay off the cabbies who drive you there. Big competition as to who pays more and hence the cabbie will push/suggest that you go to the highest paying club that week.
Drive yourself, be local or ask the cabbie to let you off a block away and walk the rest of the way; so that, the doorman doesn't see you arriving in a cab. You'll get a break this way.
I guess the Spearmint Rhino in Vegas pays the most. The driver kept wanting me to go there.
CalifSCVisitor65
10-14-2008, 08:05 PM
I guess the Spearmint Rhino in Vegas pays the most. The driver kept wanting me to go there.
Every week it's different. 8)
SPLUT
11-06-2008, 11:09 AM
I hit the club last week and had some fun but I don't know that I have enough for a trip report. I do have a couple of small scenes
1. I tip a dancer for her stage show. I'm not really interested in her, just tipping for the effort. I get back to my seat and a overweight blonde sits down without asking. I get her name and tell her that I'm just going to watch stage for at least the next hour. She either didn't pick up the clue or hoped to work some stripper shit but she stuck around. I didn't want to be a rude dick and tell her to get off my table so I just ignored her. The dancer I tipped on stage decides to take a run at me while the blonde was still sitting at my table. She comes up to my table, sets her purse down and sort of kneels on a chair in front of me, without saying a word. At first I thought they were friends and were trying a two girl hustle. I ignore the new dancer, she gets a cigarette out and asks the blonde for a light then leaves. The blonde leaves a song later.
2. I hook up with a dancer that has danced for me in the past. She liked to bend the rules a bit but nothing more than a kitty show in the VIP. We sit down and I let her start her dance. She grabs my hand, places it on her waist and told me not to be shy. I told her I wasn't shy, just not in a hurry as we would be spending several songs in the VIP. BAM - just like that things got real interesting. First she started using my finger on her clit, then she guided my fingers into her pussy. I don't know if it was because she recognized me from a few months ago, or if business is just that bad, but .......BONUS! Even when I would move my hands to caress her breasts, or ass she would guide them back between her legs.
allendo
11-11-2008, 03:43 PM
'Bout two weeks late with a Halloween report, but whatev......
Anyway, I never really explored what Cleveland has to offer so I took a trip on the 31st, hoping for some sort of deal on drinks or such, but no such luck at the particular place I went to ( I'm guessing names of places or girls are not allowed )
I had called earlier asking if this club happened to hire pregnant girls ( half-curious, half hoping ) and she just laughed. I walked in around 8PM ( early morning means short night :-[ ) and found the girl I had talked to before.
Right as I'm paying the cover, I feel my ass get pinched. I turn around expecting a girl trying to get a ( very ) early jump on things. Instead I get a guy in his mid 40's smiling at me.......yeah. Then his girlfriend poked her head around his body and mentioned "it's ok, he's a slut".
I almost left. I then realized it was Halloween and things could get a little nuts, so I went in anyway and found a seat farthest away from the stage near a fireplace. I get a drink and relax. 5 minutes pass, and a mulatto girl approaches and says she's about to get on stage, but if I wanted to she would come right to my table when she finished. I agreed, although I wasn't all THAT interested, but I had a few hundred to spend, so I figured I would see how things work.
She gets on stage and I decide to meet her to show some support. Instead, I get jumped by a bleached blonde in her mid 40's with bad implants who is also on the stage. She tries grabbing my head to put in her chest, but i'm barely paying attention to her. Eventually I hand her $2 and go back to my seat. By now two girls are sitting by the fireplace by my table. I half-consider moving away until I get a closer look at the two girls. One is a petite black girl who went to my high school, but I never felt much towards her so I didn't speak with her.
I sat and a petite blonde girl turns and notices me. She says her names, which sounds hilarious through her braces. I keep a smirk and carry on a conversation about the club and prices. I mention that I promised my first dance to the girl on stage ( who took a good 20 minutes to come back anyway ) and she says she'll wait for me. She was your basic little 105lb girl, but with a good small B cup rack to help things along. She also tanned, but didn't overdo it, which is always nice.
She asks for neckrub to help her relax. She spins in her chair and pretty much has her ass in my face right away. Again, nothing to huge, but good on her. I move along her back and neck for a bit, then she turns her head around and mentions I could pinch her ass if I wanted to. I wanted to, and I did. She then turned around and said "Okay, any more touching and you gotta pay!"
She got me. She started pouting then and said I promised I get a dance. I was standing up and she giggled. She started walking and I though we were going to a private room, but instead we went about 10 feet away into a corner chair, in the same room as everything else. I was a bit disappointed, but then I remembered the naked blonde in front of me and quickly didn't care.
She got started on a very heavy grind, which had my hands carressing her thighs and ass back and forth. Normally I frequent clubs in PA where anything is good except "No Titty, No Kitty", so I staying around her lower back area. Eventually she's more or less got her chest in my throat, and I oblige. Every thing went good until a bouncer ran over and told me to watch my hands. I was surprised as he walked away. I asked her where my hands could go.
"Actually nowhere, but I don't care what you do *giggle*"
I wasn't in the mood to get kicked out after barely getting there, so I left Braces and sat back at my seat. Another girl followed me to my seat and asked how I was, but she didn't hear me say fine, so I repeated it about 3 times, then she told me $20 per song, which I already knew and I didn't even mention. She then shrugs and walks to the dressing room like I ignored her. Crack kills boys and girls, just to let you know.
Soon after her Mulatto finally comes back ( About an hour after we first met ) and sits right on my lap. I ask if there's a more private area to go, and she mentions the couch dances in the basement cost $300 and hour. Yeah, not happening. At least not tonight. We go to a normal chair and I get an 95% airdance. Glad I waited. I mentioned budget issues and told her I was done. She smiled and said goodbye, and ran to the dressing room.
I was starting to get the "gotta get home" feeling, so I picked up my jacket and headed out, but then at the last second something told me to stay, so I found a new seat closer to the stage. I'm glad I waited. I sit and watch a couple sets ( Did you know the "This is Halloween" song from Nightmare Before Christmas was a stripper song? ) when SHE sits down. If I had the money for a real ATF, she'd be the one. A white girl in her early 30's, she had VERY matted down blonde hair, almost as if she usually wore a wig, a cute face that I normally maybe wouldn't go for, but here it worked. C cup size tits that were slightly sagging ,but nothing to deny her for. This is what I saw as she sat down.
We exchange names, and she tells me she also works near where I happen to live ( Not gonna check for obvious reasons ) and she says she'd like to sit and rest and watch the stage. After a couple songs she asks if I want to hit the bar. I'm already buzzed a bit and know I shouldn't, so I don't, but I tell her I'd like to get started "if you feel like it". She salutes me and gets started. As she stands and takes off her top, I get the feeling that this is going to be better than the last two. I notice the shape of her hips from the front and get excited. I make a little twirl motion with my finger to signal her to turn so I can check her out.
BAM! The ass! Why I made the drive! Looking like it should go on a woman bout a good 50 lbs heavier, and on her it only made her about 120lbs, so she had it going on. She gave it a shake as she revealed her little black thong. Then we got going. For a good 20 minutes she gave me the nicest dance I've had without my hands being allowed anywhere other than my chair. A combo of delving my face deep in her chest as I looked into her eyes. She made eye contact nearly the entire time, and it helped the whole thing even more.
She'd switch it up a bit at times, weather it was basically sitting on my face and slowly moving down my front, then again, but slower and stronger; or when she'd get on her knees and start licking little Al in through my pants ( where's the bouncer now? I'm gonna get my ass kicked! ) She tells me she has to go on stage, but she'll finish off "your boner in the pants there" when she returns. In my drunken stupor ( Half-liqour, half-horny ) I say "I can't afford that....."
"Not like that, silly!" *giggle*
I don't know what she meant, but she left to get ready. I sat and watched her go at it, and tipped her a good $10 on stage to show my appreciation, as I was about ready to leave. I was on my way out when she ran to me and said " I'm not done honey!" I explain I'm out of my budget money and half to get going.
"It's free!"
"I'm yours!"
We sit back in the chair, and she starts biting at my nipples and my neck. Then she leans back on my body and pulls up her legs, so all her weight is all on my upper body now. She kisses my neck.
"I feel bad. You can kiss me but I'm not allowed to kiss back...."
*make out session*
She pulls back and giggles. Then she stands up and just shoves her knee and below into my crotch, and starts a up/down motion. I feel my self slowly about to lose it so I grab her leg and tell her I need to get going. She giggles again and gives me a big hug as I get up. I smile and thank her and get going.
So, not the worst place once your know the rules, but I can't say I'm a fan of the seating arrangements.
3-Legged Man
12-06-2008, 08:11 AM
My story may not be able to match classics like Allendo's Halloween, but it's been almost a month since anyone posted on this thread and I have to do my duty to keep it alive.
Getting seated upon entry to a popular Central Illinois establishment, one of the first things I notice is a long-haired brunette moving quickly thru the room. She stops at one customer, bends over and BARKS at his privates. I'm thinking "OK, things are a little different here", but since it's my first visit here I let it pass. A minute later she's at my shoulder saying "How about it? $30 and your boner?" I decline, choosing to check out the stage action for the time being.
This club had several good looking ladies, but sadly, no knockouts. Mostly 6-8 point range. One thing in its favor is that the quality of the display was way better than I've been used to in the Chicago area. Almost all the dancers offered up a nice viewing of the kitty during their stage shows. I'm liking this. Eventually a 2-for-1 is offered and I chose one lady that was rather friendly at the tip rail. She does her 2-fer but then tells me she needs to head home to cook for her kids. Buzzkill. I wish her a happy dinner and return to the stage-side, truly ready for action now. The next dancer was not my type, being a little heavy for my liking. I tell myself that the next halfway decent lady is going to provide me with private dances.
The DJ calls a name that doesn't ring a bell with me and I'm wondering if she's the cute little blonde I saw in the corner of the LD area during the 2-fer. WRONG! It's Barking Girl! Since I was the only customer at the rail during most of her set, I got to see and feel much of her charm. I told her that I'd love some private dances after she's off stage, bringing out a big smile on her face. She finishes on stage and goes to the DR to freshen up.
After a few minutes she hunts me down and off we go to Lap Land. Slow and sensuous, I'd say not. But her dancing was just about right for me with several quick kisses on the lips, some nuzzling on the neck and ears, pinching of my nipples, her feeding me hers, briefly :-( .... and to top it off, a bit of biting on my little head thru the fabric of my pants.
When our time was over I asked if she has a boyfriend/husband or has she worn them all out? She stated that can be a problem, none of her lovers have ever matched her sex drive and her current guy won't even eat her out. I stopped short of volunteering to provide such services, wondering what I might catch from such an encounter. But it does provide lots of good mental imagery.
Anyhow, that's my trip report from Central Illinois. I'm stationed here temporarily, and I'm quite pleased with the quality of the two clubs I've visited, compared to the dozen or so I'm used to in Chicagoland. If anyone wants to offer me any suggestions about clubs in the Central IL area, I welcome any/all PM's!
Golden_Rule
12-06-2008, 12:35 PM
I am not mentioning the name of the club as the statute of limitations hasn't near expired yet.
Hit the place in question with a dancer friend of mine. The place is a private club legally, though its open to the public. You have to pay a membership to get in. Its nude, BYOB [beer only, wine coolers only]. I've got a flask of vodka and one of rum in my pockets. So we are ordering tonic water for me and Coke for her.
Being in a nude club with a hot Lady customer draws attention from dancers. One of the reasons I bring a couple of flasks with me, besides myself and my immediate company, is that I know the dancers like to get a drink when someone brings something in. We wind up bartending for a few who are hanging with us. There is good talk and laughs. Still keeping it low key. My dancer friend handles her liquor well but she is getting a little silly and truly wants a lap dance. I tell her fine, pick a dancer and let me know, then its my treat. I figure she'll go in, have a dance or two, come back out... what ever.
Well, the dancer picks her. I mean full court press. At first I figure its just good hustle, but then I see there is a little chemistry at play here. I think, good, they'll both have fun. Well, dancer buddy won't go unless she takes me along. All of a sudden she's shy???? I tell her just to go and have fun but she's insistent. So I relent [hey, who am I to pass on watching a female friend get a lap dance].
We head into the LD room. Its open but we are alone as of now. I set myself down and get out of the way and tell the dancer I'm not here... the dance is for my friend. She lights up like its Christmas. I'm trying to be small and unobtrusive but watching this dance is FUN! It is turning into one really hot bit of business.
My friend moves over and sits on my lap. I get frisky and stick a $20 down her pants. The dancer goes right in after it and well, things got a bit crazy from there.
Now this dancer doesn't mind my presence but all her attention is focused on my friend. I'm not part of this equation, as much as my friend is trying to pull me into the mix [bless her :) ]. The dancer asks if we are a couple. Before I can say anything my dancer pal says yes [we've had benefits off and on, but.. well, again, I'm not going to contridict her]. This seems to really push a button for the dancer as she renews her "attack" on my friend with new vigor.
Dancers and customers are coming into the room. It doesn't seem to phase our new dancer friend who is still a tad or two up on the warmth scale for the LD room of this club. I scoot out from under my friend and they go into full lip lock. Other dancers are looking and smiling broadly so I know they aren't offended. The guys are drooling at two very pretty women making out, and I know they are going to be tipping well. Everyone wins. :)
This goes on for a bit, but its just getting a just a little too... too, and lines are going to be crossed [well, bigger lines are going to get crossed... smaller ones have been crossed already]. I don't know which of us collects themselves enough to realize this first, but it does get realized. We pull ourselves together [mostly the two women, my friends clothing truly need a bit of adjusting] and together we leave the room.
This is where it gets REALLY interesting. The dancer insists, over my objections, on NOT taking the full fee for the dances. It should be $120 [six dances at $20/per]. She just wants the house fee. Says she had too much fun to ask for money. {WOW?} :D I give her $120 anyway and tell her its the house fee and a $60 dollar tip. She agrees.
We sit back down...
A few minutes later my dancer friend tells me she has to go to the Ladies Room and off she goes.
About 30 seconds after she is in there I note our dancer head in.
I don't see either of them for about twenty minutes, but when my friend comes back her hair looks like it was taken down and put back together on the fly and her makeup .... well.... :D She looks like she's been kissed well, and hard [lips swollen] and she has a lovely, "I just had a marvelous "O" flush" still about her. Add the fact that she is a bit nondescript [she finally told me about it later] when I ask her why she was gone so long and 2+2 = my friend has a new friend. {LOL}
I love it when people around me have fun. Especially when I'm having fun too. Great night. :)
nohthing
12-10-2008, 03:07 AM
I was in Vegas for my friend's bachelor party. The bachelor had had a hand in picking out the entertainment but nowhere on the agenda was a Gentleman's club picked out.
I consulted with the bachelor and with the other members in attendance if this was OK. It was.
I knew I wanted out bachelor party to go to a strip club and so I called up one particular one that afternoon and arranged a limo. The limo was free, except a tip which we were generous with. Admission was then free because we used their limo. Not sure where the catch was but I saved our group 100 bucks plus by calling ahead. NICE.
I had a great time here. The club is very crowded on the weekend nights but that was when we could go so that is when we went.
I know there are plenty folks who don't like this place because its huge and impersonal. There are plenty of girls who appear to ask EVERYONE for a dance. Just a shotgun approach. They were physically very hot but just asking "Wanna Dance?" I think GenWar has some rule against it and boy was it ever true there and then.
Finally we found a bench to sit on and our group sort of squished in and eventually expanded to fit the space.
I had a drink and it was probably expensive but it was well mixed and strong. Someone else in our group bought it for me. I did not want to get stupid so I had the one only and drank water the rest of the night. I was happy I did later since I had to help one of my buddies into a cab and I was clear enough to do just that.
I got to talking with a dancer and I was happily surprised to find she had a personality. Nice!
After some conversation she politely asked me for a dance. By that time I was into her so I said yes.
I didn't really have change so I said please dance for my friend with the rest of the bill. This was amenable to my friend.
My friend happens to be a girl. She is not my girl but she is a girl and I had wanted to buy her a dance.
Right away it was a different. The dancer was all over my friend. Places were being touched. It was, I guess, high contact.
I don't know but it really honestly seemed like both my friend and the dancer arrived at a happy place. It was incredibly hot. I think some other people fed the dancer's meter to make sure the fun times kept going. Awesome.
The dancer smoked afterward and I got both my friend and the dancer a drink.It wasn't cheap but that that point I think she could have asked for the Taj and we would have made it happen.
Afterward the dancer went to go freshen up. I thought that was the last we would see of her but she came back and danced for almost everyone else in our group.
I want to go back now, but I will have to wait for another bachelor party.
Chili Palmer
12-14-2008, 12:19 AM
What the hell. Here goes a TR for y'all.
Finished up my golf round, headed over to a fave club for some afternoon fun (I hoped). You never know about weekend days; sometimes it's nothing but chaff, but other times it's wheat spun into gold.
More girls were arriving as I sat down, so I hoped for the best. Onstage, Proof There Is A God was dancing. If I had to wager one dancer in the USA that nearly everyone would want to lap with, she would be my choice, she's that hot. Flawless skin, perfect facial features (especially her eyes) and a body that will not quit. Not a high mileage girl, but gives you a nice grind that's certainly worth $10 for 3 minutes+. Remarkably, she is turned down by five dudes before she gets to me (I guess they disagree with my hypothesis, but I digress). We chat a bit; I get two dances and send her on her way.
Not much else as far as talent is concerned, but then 6' OTC Bombshell comes out of the dressing room. We knocked boots about 2 years ago, but I've never repeated because she didn't kiss. BBBJ, 69, fucking and a whole lot more, but no kissing. That's a dealbreaker for me. Still, as is keeping with my "No Drama" custom, she comes over to me, happy to renew acquaintances (we hadn't seen each other in a club since last year), and I get a couple laps from her, too.
10 minutes later, Fitness Boobs walks out the DR. Instant Boba Fett mode for CP. I track her through the club, everything else is blocked out for me. As she walks along the back wall, I raise my glass to her, she sees me and walk over. Excelsior! Thank goodness that some dancers still walk around, looking for marks, er, customers. I'm her first one (just the way I like it).
What a body. Tanned, fit and taut, but with a bubble butt and soft, firm nicely enhanced D's. We get four dances, each with a fair amount of contact. She then (smartly) suggests, "Wanna try VIP?" "Yes, I think we need to," I reply and off we go. Fuck! The last good VIP seat is taken by another dancer & PL. That means at least one dance will be out in the relative open, which is a waste of $$$. Good fortune soon smiles upon me, as another dancer/PL combo finish their set and get up to leave after one song. We immediately take their spot. Double Fuck!! Now, the g-d dayshift manager won't leave the doorway, so my dancer and I have to keep it (relatively) cool. Still, she has no problem with some solid stick shifting and some feeding, along with occasional peeks into the g-string, which she leaves exposed for me.
I take the hint, and my fingers start to graze her southern section. She moves to give me better access, now we have full digital penetration. She's very wet and appears to be enjoying the ride. The manager finally leaves for parts unknown and we attack each other. This goes on for about 10 songs or so. At one point, with her riding me cowgirl, my thumb massaging her clit, she starts to say, someone surprised, "Oh my god, I'm cumming." True or not, I don't know, but she did make sure I maintained I maintained the same pace and pressure until she was "finished." Next she turned her attention to me, raking my chest underneath my shirt with her fingernails (one of my fave non-HM things for a dancer to do) before reaching into my pants and getting down to serious business. She finished me off like a champ, gave me her schedule, etc. and I handed her a roll of $20s. "Is that 340?" she asked. Nope, "$400." "Ooh, I love you!"
Not a bad Saturday afternoon. Not as good as last Thursday evening, when I fucked a real American Gladiator, but that is another story for another website.
CP
Smokeless
12-14-2008, 12:47 AM
Thanks, CP. Great report!
Some good TR's recently.
CP, you are a wordsmith, sir. Most excellent.
FBR
hockeybobby
12-14-2008, 03:33 PM
A good read. Thanks CP.
crizgolfer
12-14-2008, 06:58 PM
Finished up my golf round...
You lucky bastard!
SlamTheDoor
12-17-2008, 05:37 PM
The Wednesday night before Thanksgiving, I visited The Millstream Inn. They were promoting two specials which were enticing enough for me to make my first visit to this club: a turkey buffet and jello wrestling.
When I arrived, I paid the ten dollar cover charge and was told that jello wresting would begin at eleven o'clock. I knew that eleven o'clock strip-club-time probably meant the actual start time would be closer to midnight. It was shortly before nine o'clock when I arrived, so I'd have a wait. The place was moderately full, and there were plenty of dancers.
I took a seat at the bar and ordered a glass of wine from one of the cute barmaids. Millstream is a medium sized club with two stages. The rear of the club, not far from where I was sitting, housed the lap dance area and the buffet on a second bar. From my seat at the bar I could spin around and watch the main stage. One or two girls danced on this stage for two songs. The first song was clothed, the second would be topless. Occasionally someone would walk up and stand next to the stage to tip the dancer. But mostly, the dancers would circulate around the club while not on stage and solicit tips. Seemed like a seat at the bar was the best place to be. There were only a few chairs at the stage and they were very low, offering not much of a view at all. It's a weird set up where the chairs are arranged around the back side of the stage while the dancers spend most of the time performing near the front of it. As I said, from my seat I could see the stage very well. Dancers who weren't on stage would walk from customer to customer and chat or rub up against you for a small tip.
A few dancers provided me with memorable experiences. The first was a short Puerto Rican spinner in pink boy shorts. She shook her ass from one guy to the next, getting her tips. When she got to me, "All Summer Long" started playing and she squealed, "I love this song!" She told me to stand up and dance with her so I grabbed her hands and we club danced right there. I tipped her a few bucks and then later tipped her on stage.
There was a really cute blonde who walked past me many times, without stopping, and she was so cute it was driving me crazy. She was young and petite, with dark eyeliner, pale skin, and long straight blonde hair...a dead-ringer for Avril Lavigne. This one was wearing a black leather bikini set with long black boots. Eventually I stopped her and asked for a lap dance. She led me back to the lap dance area, sat me down and took off her top to reveal a perfect set of tea-cup breasts. I enjoyed three of her dances for $20 each.
One dancer that really did it for me was older and was wearing a simple white bra and thong outfit. I never got a dance from her, but I would've leaped at it if she had ever been alone or approached me. These were all some of the best looking dancers that I've seen in a Baltimore club.
The DJ-with-a-lisp called all the girls up onto the stage for something called "suck and blow". Each dancer had a jello shot in a tube. Guys gathered around the stage and each girl would find a guy. She'd put one end of the tube to her mouth and the guy would put the other end in his mouth and you'd either suck or blow. The Puerto Rican girl found me and told me to put the tube to my lips and suck, while she blew; which got me a small jello shot. I asked her to come find me for a dance but she never did.
By this point it was well past eleven o'clock and I had finished off two glasses of wine in addition to my jello shot. I had tipped a few girls at the stage and tipped several more when they came by my seat at the bar. This one skinny blonde, who I had been eying for a while and had tipped earlier, came by again and said, "You should get a dance." I smiled and told her that I had gotten dances earlier. "You haven't had one from me," she replied and when I asked her if her dances were good she replied, "Mine are the best." I had been wanting to get one from her so I said, "Let's go." As I got up she whispered in my ear, "I'm more lenient than the other girls, so we'll have a good time."
We went to the furthest corner of the booths. She cautioned me to not let the bouncers or the other dancers see what I was doing. She let me know what I could do for $50 a song, which was exactly what I had wanted. My cash was dwindling and I knew I could only do one song. But that one song was really good, she put a lot into making it a great dance. When it was over she said, "I feel funny about accepting money, I should be paying you." I knew she was lying, but appreciated it anyway.
I watched the jello wrestling immediately afterward. At first when the girls get in there they are very cautious and seem afraid to move around too much. But they eventually get very into it and competitive and start grabbing each other and holding each other down. It's all fun and I always enjoy a good jello match. While I was watching I noticed one of the other dancers that had finished wrestling was just standing near the side watching the next match. She was naked and barefoot except for a thong, her skin was glistening from the jello and her hair was matted. It was one of the hottest sights I had seen and I really wanted to get a dance from her when she was just like that. I went to the ATM and withdrew money and was considering going up to her and politely demanding we dance now, before she went and cleaned up. But, I didn't and I'm glad I didn't. I would've been covered in goo afterward and would've had to dirty up my car to drive home. Dirty, depraved, shit like that always seems fun to me in the moment, but I regretting it.
After all the jello wresting was done, I figured it was time to go. I had a really good time at The Millstream Inn and came away feeling very impressed with the club. It was a fun atmosphere and the dancers were all friendly and attractive. They're doing a Christmas party next week with another buffet, which I might want to check out.
Earl_the_Pearl
12-18-2008, 06:20 PM
Next she turned her attention to me, raking my chest underneath my shirt with her fingernails (one of my fave non-HM things for a dancer to do) before reaching into my pants and getting down to serious business. She finished me off like a champ, gave me her schedule, etc. and I handed her a roll of $20s. "Is that 340?" she asked. Nope, "$400." "Ooh, I love you!"
CP
Did you pay $400 for a HJ?/:O
maximvsv
12-20-2008, 03:21 AM
Just dropping this comment here to find the thread in my subscriptions. I'll see what I can do about writing up a bit, too.
tangolemur
12-29-2008, 08:12 PM
So, after watching the Bears throw any hope of advancing to the playoffs and sitting through a terrible half of the Chargers-Broncos game my buddy and I decide to roll to the local strip club.
Now the problem with my local club is that the girls are awful, awful saleswomen. I figure my main problem is that I'm a young guy, and the dancers tend to skip me thinking my table is a bunch of cheap guys for the show. They'd be right about most of the guys I roll with but I only go to a club when I've got the money to spend and usually spend around $200. So my main gripe of the night was that I spent a lot of time waiting for dancers to come to me, and had to take initiative for myself. This kind of ruins the fantasy for me.
Even more frustrating was that you saw these girls draped over guys that weren't spending money at all. Just sitting on laps getting felt up with no real reward.
ANYWAY, moving on.
We get in the club, get directed to a little two seat table a few rows away from the main-stage. I immediately see a fantastic looking blonde dancer, with the perfect kind of body. She is who I'd want to spend my money on all night. Sadly she disappears to the lapdance room after talking with a couple of booths and finally getting a guy to buy dances.
Then this african dancer comes up to my table. Immediately opens with "I'll give you a blowjob." This really turns me off. I don't go to strip clubs to get off. I go for the lights, mirrors, and dancing. I do my best to say "You're not my type, I don't want to waste your time, sorry." Then she starts accusing me of being a racist. That seemed to be her two stage hustle. I quickly grabbed the nearest lithe blonde and took her for a dance.
I opted just to get a single dance (they run quite long in this club). So it was a pretty standard topless dance. Great body, a little repetitive in her moves, and didn't grind too much which I appreciate. Again the experience for me is more about having a beautiful girl dance for you for a visual treat, not the physical stimulation.
I return to the table, and it turns out that the african dancer's "if you don't buy a dance from me you're racist" hustle worked on my friend.
We then encounter a pretty long lull. Not many dancers were walking the floor, or even dancing on the stage. My friend had his heart set on a gorgeous asian dancer. Who didn't seem to ever gravitate close to our table. Finally I told him to sack up and go up and ask her and he did. Despite him being as nervous as asking a girl to slow dance at your middle school dance.
Then the magic happened. The first dancer I'd seen in the club, that I'd fallen in stripper-lust with, was doing a stage show. Her name was Bella, and she had the moves. She came out in some stringy swimsuit number and did an outstanding show. I was tempted to stage tip her, which isn't done in this country, let alone this club. Sadly by the time the idea occurred to me she had left the stage to go back to the dressing room. Anyway, I was determined to let her have her reward in buying multiple dances. If only she came my way...
Then the african dancer plopped in my lap and once again tried to cure my racism by trying to make me buy her a dance. Just then Bella appeared. This was my one chance...I almost had to stand up to get the dancer off my lap, but fortunately my wingman knowing my plight had flagged down Bella for me.
That's why you use the buddy system in strip clubs.
Bella immediately upsells me to a "special" dance. (4 times the price of a regular, but 3 songs and full nude). She was very surprised not to have to negotiate. Like I said, there are a lot of pushy and cheap patrons. She asks me to pay cash up front. Again the young guy stigma. I feel a little vindicated when she sees that I actually have a decent amount of cash with me.
The dance was exactly what I wanted. A beautiful blonde slowly gyrating, whispering dirty sweet nothings in my ear. Fantastic everything. I got exactly what I wanted.
I finally make it back to the table. My buddy and I finish our beers and head back to my place to watch the end of the game. All in all, the best half time show I've had in a while.
Golden_Rule
12-30-2008, 02:12 AM
I hook up with my friend and we have his house to ourselves. His wife and kids are off at her parents. Its a good day.
We eat well... Wings, things, and other good stuff. Still a good day.
Oh-oh. New England beats Buffalo. That's OK, my Jets can still win against Miami and the Ravens lose. Its still a good day, maybe.
My Jets lose, but it wouldn't matter if they won because the Ravens win. The season is over for me. It's officially a bad day.
I finish up in the plus column again between my money FFL and the office pool [$2780]. I should care and I will later but no post season for my Jets. Its a bad day.
I take the long way home, due west, and hit a nude go-go in PA before heading due north to head home. In the club the Ladies are prettier than usual, but I don't care because my Jets are playing golf during the playoffs. Its a bad day.
I get a CBJ from ********* for the price of the two songs she "dances" for me. I get SFT this night and a rather lusty pop, that should make me happy but the Jets [Just End The Season] are flying back to NYC to empty their lockers for the year. Its a bad day.
Biggieman
01-07-2009, 01:00 AM
F the Jets and their incompetent asses for not getting my boys into the playoffs. Sonsabitches. F you, Favre.
3-Legged Man
01-07-2009, 06:10 PM
Those Packer fans cursing Ted Thompson for trading Favre have finally shut up. My sympathies to New York.
Mr. Happy
01-19-2009, 12:17 PM
I had some business to take care of NE Florida and went to a fave club where I am a regular to two dancers. I go in about 9:00PM and the place was dead... me, two other custies and about 8 girls. My two faves come sit by me and we hang out. I gave the ladies money to tip some of the stage dancers and each other when they rotated up. I deliver the half pint of Jager that they are used to getting. Happy faces.
It's a nude club, hi-contact, no liquor. Needless to say the Jager went fast. More custies come in so one of my faves (I got dances from her later) got up to make the rounds, I asked my fave who stayed for LDs. The VIP area was dead and the VIP DJ recognizes me. I ask if he can play a song I brought on a thumb drive. Success! I loaded him up with a bunch of Deep Purple. :) My dancer was game for any music, so I asked the DJ to play "Lazy" and told her ahead of time it's a long song and that I'll pay her double. Aaaah, it was a dream come true - a fave stripper in my arms and Deep Purple's Lazy blasting through the speakers. All I needed was smoked salmon sashimi and all my senses would have been maxed out!
[
[email protected] - I just remembered I did not tip the DJ! Next time! I was too worried about getting my USB drive back.]
So we go back to the main stage. Not having had dinner, I'm starving. I find my other fave and offer to make a liquor run for her while I get some food... an hour later I return after getting my sushi fix, and I deliver her Capt. Morgan. We drink it together in VIP.
As we are leaving VIP, another gal I had danced with on previous visits intercepts us. She hangs with us; my fave is tolerant, and eventually she got called up on stage. So gal #3 wants to give LDs... VIP is empty again. This girl talked so much she waived one of the dance fees asking that I only cover the DJ/room fee. On third dance I offer to dance for her. It was a blast. She liked my moves, but was afraid that I would be pushing my luck if I took my shirt off.* At one point I got down close on her, straddled her leg and she said "now that's a nice stripper move!" A small crowd grew at the VIP entrance. I'm cracking up - so is my "female custie." I've danced for dancers only a couple of times before. The manager was poker faced, so we switched out and she finished the song. It was awesome!
Before I leave, I check with my two original faves about their schedules because I'll be back in a couple of weeks. Then I'm talking with new fave #3 and she gives me her number and real name. She says she's thinking about going to a different club to work because this club has been real slow. She also offered for me to just call her as a paying custie but instead of meeting at a club, she suggested we just hang out - that way we have fun and she pays no bar fee. Hmmm... something to consider. I have never paid for OTC or sex. Never plan to for the latter. Paying for OTC is a new concept for me. Sounds fairly escort-esque. Thoughts?
Since that night, we have texted a couple of times... no chit-chat for her. She ignores those. It's all about when am I coming back to town (of course with my $$).
Until next time...
MH
* TIP: Do not do this without getting your dancer to check with management! I/we were lucky. I learned afterward that a club down the road forbids custies dancing; the manager had scolded a dancer who allowed this and fined her. We probably got away with it because the place was dead. Anyway, another rule to ask about before getting into things. ::)
stressed
01-26-2009, 05:13 PM
I will only be able to put part one down right now for time constraints and i need to give some background info.
Myself, one of my employees I will call "d" and his best friend i will call "e" went on a road trip this past weekend. I started D on the strip club scene a few months back and he has some small club experience but has still to venture a vip room. E is a newbie except for a local wanna be strip club.
During our drive E is asking questions that i try to answer the best i can without busting his bubble on what to expect. He is in his early twenties and is pretty good about pulling girls out of nightclubs in our local town.
D and E start talking about the magnums and the viagra they brought with them.....Viagra wtf i am 38 and i dont need no viagra....I question the boys about the pill and they give off some bullshit about stamina and it helps them go longer. I laugh and told them dont waste the pill when we get there. E asks the protocol of the clubs we might venture into and i explain that we will hit many and that each will be a little different but that he should expect to have a good time with many different beautiful women and not to be disappointed if he never gets to use his two "happy as a pig rolling in shit" mates that he brought with him.
I try to explain to them that this was entertainment to no avail as i could see in there eyes that i had bill clinton and the governor on my hands. Oh Lord this was gonna be a long night. Should i take the cool approach--the aggressive approach----what do i do if a ugly stripper comes up to me--how do i get rid of them---i dont want to waste my time. You think of the questions and i got them for a few hours anyway.
One good thing they did take my advice and between the both of them they brought 1k. I figured i wouldnt take much of a beating from them but loaded up just in case i became the atm that night. Half way expected it but what the hell i invited them and wanted to make sure they had a good time. I did tell them to make sure they did not bring the credit cards.
We stopped 3/4 of the way there to get them some confindence juice. Ha two youngins and they needed brew early on---i was more looking forward to watching them two than finding my gf that night. i knew that even if i didnt find a fun dancer that night i would still have a blast.
I got us a hotel close to the clubs so as i could drink as much as i wanted. I figure i can stagger back to the room with these two if i needed. We were going to be out at least 6 hours and i know what kind of damage i can do in that amount of time. The strippers usually burn off all of my medicinal drinks in a short period of time but i was going to take full advantage of two young bucks having my back for the night...So i got a 6 pack and downed it before we got to the hotel room.
We went to eat first at one of my favorite rest. where i got raw oysters and bbq shrimp--two of my favorite dishes along with a couple of stellas. they switched to two cokes---lol---i love the big talkers and already slowing down. I flirted with the waitress for a while and told the two guys to basically treat the dancers the same way i just treated our waitress as i gave her a 20% tip. I stressed treating them right as we walked out the restaurant.
We are walking down the strip as E sees all the clubs and starts ranting oh man i need to go in one come on man we have walked enough---its time-----i look at my phone its 9:00---Lord this is going to be a long night.
Got an appointment i will try to finish tomorrow.
hockeybobby
01-26-2009, 05:54 PM
Oh man, this should be good.
Smokeless
01-26-2009, 11:10 PM
Yes, I'm looking forward to this.
But please say, who's got $1K to burn in this economy? I'm lucky to have $100 for an evening's visit these days. You guy's aren't burning federal bank bailout money, I hope! Are you Merrill Lynch employees spending your bonuses? ::)
stressed
01-27-2009, 03:54 PM
First let me reply to smokeless...D is fairly new to the game and my employee, he was given a 1500 bonus a lil while back and he has been saving for a vip trip. His best friend came and he is new so he went for the splurge.
D brought 750 and E 200 with a loan of 250 from d for a total of 450. I brought 1200 to make sure i could cover them if needed. This is my entertainment and do not spend money on other things besides good food and spirits. I also usually only go to a club once every 6 weeks and normally it is a non vip club which it is hard to spend over 300.00 at one of those.
stressed
01-27-2009, 05:05 PM
boys night out part 2
As E is ranting in my ear one of the doorman of a club comes up and gives me a free pass into a club i recognized from research but have never entered. So to the giddy delight of my two pardners we mosey on in.
D and E are in the typical younger crowd garb---designer jeans and expensive ass shirts with the names of famous designers on them--whatever never understood paying 70.00 for a damn t-shirt. I am in my typical microfiber slacks with a button down square bottom shirt and my fucked up hair. :medusa: I fucked up E's hair before we left--he loved it.
We walk in and at 9:00 there wasnt much in the way of 9's or 10's, but a few decent ladies. We grab a table a short distance from the center stage and right away i notice a homely young dancer to my left with a cute body. About a minute goes by before i am up looking for my waitress for this club. I get back to the table and see 3 beers on the table and miss homely sitting on E's lap and he with a big ole shit eating grin. I looked a D and he is laughing at our boy as he is pushing the michelob towards me. I quickly explain to him that in the club i drink Grey Goose and Red Bull only:snooty: and start scouting for a dancer for him. He is just as disappointed as i when there are none to be found that would wake the sleeping giant below......okay maybe i am exaggerating there but hey its my story.
E is having a good time as his dancer lays out like a baby as he holds her and i figure we can wait a while when sheeeeeeeeee shows up. Nice body but omg she was 50 years old:O She is E's roomate and even though we did our best to ignore she sat. Gee i didnt feel like taking one for the team so early especially when only one of my boys had a girl. E goes for a dance--all are vip and are 40.00 for one or 3 for 100. Fifty starts to massage my shoulders, well chit here we go so i make small talk while waiting for E. She is really sweet but not even my hair color---come on E where you at.
E comes out and his look was all it took to make my world better. He was gone for awhile and i told him i hoped he went 3 for 100 and didnt just spend 40.00 stacking dances. He bought one dance, they talked a minute when they got in there before she decides to make out with my boy and the second song she danced for a bit before going back to making out into the third song. Bouncer knocks and kicks them out. Cost $40. I told him he should of taken better care of her than that and he is so beside himself that i dont think it registered. I told him that we needed to run and let her know that we would be back in a bit. D and i had to go---needed to find a place with 3 good ones. He was a bit heartbroken but i let him know better was out there. It was like pulling a lollipop out of a 3 year olds mouth, but we made it.
Next stop was a well known club and had a 7.00 cover. we step in and omg it wasnt any better---too damn early. We sit down and i order another GG and red bull and two beers--32.00 wtf....at those prices i knew it had to get gorgeous pretty soon. We sit in the back and i scan the bar---nuttin:'( I am starting to getting a little peeved as i down my drink and order another. I watch my waitress go to the bar as an angel comes around the corner and stretches across two chairs as she orders i cover her entire 5 foot 9 frame (i discovered later) with thoughts of my creole love before katrina. A short peach skirt with a white thong that peeked at me as she sat up and crossed her legs. We have potential. I still havent seen the face but the body was so inviting that i had to get a dance regardless. Finally she turns and it was so far away i couldnt tell but caught her eye, she smiles and reaches back around to get what looked like a shot. Damn two for two. She turns back around as i catch her eye again and that was enough she pops up and is sitting next to me within seconds. She was definetly good enough for the first dance of the night. We chatted and cheered her shot of patron;D to my gg&rb..We talk a bit and order another round (34.00)as it comes out we cheer and as she brings it up to her mouth my gaze stays at waist as her skirt rises well above her white thong. she takes her shot looks at me and says "what you looking at you dirty boy". girl you know what im looking at.
She had to go on stage but i got her to round up a couple of girls for my boys first. She hits the stage and i go up she pulls her panties to the side for a quick peek and when i get ready to give her the 6 dollars she takes my hand with the money and pushes it into her panties...oh we gonna have some fun tonight.
she sits and ask me if i was ready for a 40 or 3 for 100. i told her to pick and of course she replied i knew i liked you. We go into a courtyard with a bunch of fully private rooms with doors. we step in for the 3 for 100. little did i know what i had just gotten myself into. We never discussed anything before we went for the dances so i was in extreme shock with what was about to develop.
Chit i got to go---maybe i can finish tomorrow.
3-Legged Man
01-27-2009, 09:38 PM
Tease! This ending better be good!!
Smokeless
01-27-2009, 11:45 PM
First let me reply to smokeless...D is fairly new to the game and my employee, he was given a 1500 bonus a lil while back and he has been saving for a vip trip. His best friend came and he is new so he went for the splurge.
D brought 750 and E 200 with a loan of 250 from d for a total of 450. I brought 1200 to make sure i could cover them if needed. This is my entertainment and do not spend money on other things besides good food and spirits. I also usually only go to a club once every 6 weeks and normally it is a non vip club which it is hard to spend over 300.00 at one of those.
My question wasn't meant to be taken completely seriously. (I believe I included a smiley.) Well, except perhaps whether you work for Merrill Lynch.
You're good to help cover the kids, though.
stressed
01-29-2009, 02:51 PM
My question wasn't meant to be taken completely seriously. (I believe I included a smiley.)
I do believe that it is a legitimate question-and was trying to answer you lol...but no i was on the other end of the stock market deal you know the ones that got the shaft>:(
hockeybobby
01-29-2009, 03:57 PM
boys night out part 2
D and E are in the typical younger crowd garb---designer jeans and expensive ass shirts with the names of famous designers on them--whatever never understood paying 70.00 for a damn t-shirt. I am in my typical microfiber slacks with a button down square bottom shirt and my fucked up hair. :medusa: I fucked up E's hair before we left--he loved it.
Ok, I'm not the "younger crowd", but...do you dudes do each other's hair before you go out these days? Like, that's a little creepy to me, but what the hell...at least you are making an effort to look good in the club.
We go into a courtyard with a bunch of fully private rooms with doors. we step in for the 3 for 100. little did i know what i had just gotten myself into. We never discussed anything before we went for the dances so i was in extreme shock with what was about to develop.
Chit i got to go---maybe i can finish tomorrow.
I'm betting extras.
SlamTheDoor
01-29-2009, 04:03 PM
I went to the local strip club to see . This was promoted as Amy's first time as a feature dancer.
When I arrived at Scores, I was greeted by...not one but...two bouncers outside the front door. "My name is Roger, and this is Dave. Have you been here before?" he asked. After I responded he asked to see my ID. He took a long look at my license before handing it back to me again he asked if I had been there before and then said, "Tonight we is very special. Amy Fisher is our feature performer. Admission is fifteen dollars. You'll walk through the door, pay your admission, and a gentleman inside will show you to a seat. He can help take care of setting you up with bottle service or VIP service. Do you have any questions? No? Then enjoy your evening."
I don't need or appreciate any help finding a seat in a club, so after I paid my admission, quickly walked past the bouncer inside and found a seat of my own at the stage. In fact, the club wasn't very crowded yet (it was only nine-thirty) and there were plenty of empty chairs at the main stage.
The DJ announced that Amy would be appearing on stage soon and more seats at the stage started to fill up. A cute dancer sat down next to me and we started to chat. Sasha was visibly upset about Amy's appearance at the club. "That woman is a murderer," she told me. "Even though she didn't succeeded, she had gone to that house to kill that woman. She's a murderer in her heart." I couldn't disagree with that but admitted that I had only come there tonight to see Amy. "I'm here for the experience of it," I explained.
Soon the DJ announced Amy's appearance and encouraged us to "make some noise". Amy walked slowly down the large staircase that leads from the second story to the main stage. I've seen Amy in her video and she looks pretty good.
I noticed someone with a large camera filming Amy's performance. The camera had a large light pointed at the stage which provided more illumination than the club usually has and was nearly blinding me. When I pointed this out to Sasha she replied, "That's her husband." I'm curious if this event will show up in one of her upcoming videos. Guys were tossing bills onto the stage, but Amy didn't go individually to anyone and take their money. Still, there was a lot screaming and hollering by the guys to keep her excited. She kept a smile on her face the whole time.
But Amy's dancing was fairly dull. She did little more than hold onto the pole with one hand and swing her body around it, one rotation after another. Sasha and I had been critiquing Amy's dancing to each other for a short while. Eventually Sasha said, "I'm bored. This is boring as shit." She asked to use some of the tip money that I had stacked in front of me. "Help yourself," I told her. Then she grabbed HALF of it and threw the bills up on stage. She also started pounding on the stage, trying to get a little more excitement into the routine. Amy smiled at her and continued spinning around the pole. Then Sasha stood up, leaned forward, and reached out to smack Amy's ass. Amy spun twice before seeing what Sasha was doing. She paused and stuck her butt out and Sasha gave it a light smack, and then again with a harder smack. Amy began spinning around again but this time her foot slipped out from under her and she landed on the floor of the stage. "Owww!" the club screamed, but Amy just smiled, got back on her feet and continued dancing.
I was still watching when I heard Sasha say, "I gotta go." Amy danced for one more song and then left the stage to sign autographs. Sasha returned a short time later and told me she had gotten in trouble and was told to leave the stage because Amy had slipped. "It wasn't my fault," she told me. I agreed because I had seen the whole thing and knew that Amy had slipped on her own. Another dance joked to Sasha that she had made Amy trip, but Sasha didn't find the comment funny and repeated that she had gotten in trouble for it.
I didn't stay to see Amy's second performance. I wouldn't make a point of seeing her again because the novelty wore off fairly quickly for me.
stressed
01-29-2009, 04:07 PM
you got to be fucking kidding me
after i posted my reply to smokless i put down part 3 and it logged out on me.
i had just finished it-an hour of it
this is bullchit
i will re do it tomorrow.
UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH
Oh and his hair looked like shit and i wasnt about to be seen with that. So i just offered him a tip and he took it.
maximvsv
01-29-2009, 06:24 PM
It's a long installment, so you might want to write it up in a word processor first. Then if SW "eats" it, you still have it to paste into another posting.
Smokeless
01-30-2009, 12:10 AM
It's a long installment, so you might want to write it up in a word processor first. Then if SW "eats" it, you still have it to paste into another posting.
Good advice. I nearly lost a long PM when the system suddenly forgot I had just logged in some 20 minutes earlier! Fortunately a back-arrow retrieved the original post, I copied it to another file, and repasted it back into a new PM.
The best TRs (e.g., see the General's) are nicely polished in Word or OO before being posted.
Smokeless
01-30-2009, 02:28 PM
my company is extremely busy and up to my eyeballs in jobs right now
Thank your lucky stars!
Sgt. Peter looks up at me with his one good eye and says what the hell man i didnt here no revelry.
:rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl:
hockeybobby
01-30-2009, 05:09 PM
Well done sir.
Chili Palmer
01-30-2009, 05:16 PM
http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk17/chilipalmer99/metaphor.jpg
Very entertaining read. Thank you, and please feel free to share your friends' experiences.
CP
GenWar
02-03-2009, 08:33 AM
I know some of you will think this is a stupid way of doing the post---i just wanted to change it up a bit.
OK...I had blown off Stressed's posts because 3-legged man called him a tease. But, with props from CP, I had to go back and find the beginning and read the whole thing. And I thought it was very entertaining...nice job. Like CP's TRs, it gave me that 30 seconds of whistful wishes of being single. Luckily, it wears off when I remember that I am a loser who would never get laid without a wife ::)
Nice job, stressed.
-gen
GenWar
02-03-2009, 08:34 AM
The best TRs (e.g., see the General's) are nicely polished in Word or OO before being posted.
This isn't me, is it? I mean, "the General"...is that a reference to me? If it is, I am going have to post something...
-gen
3-Legged Man
02-03-2009, 05:07 PM
Sorry to have given GenWar reason to delay reading Stressed's posts. I was only trying to convey that the first 2 installments were outstanding and I didn't want to wait long for the conclusion. Which, I must say, was really good. Your military metaphor was charming, and your club experience was the stuff of dreams.
One last thought: I, and the rest of us blue-siders would greatly appreciate a new tale from the inspirational GenWar. It's been TOO LONG!
Smokeless
02-03-2009, 11:55 PM
I know some of you will think this is a stupid way of doing the post---i just wanted to change it up a bit.
When you get such a compliment from the "General" (yes, you, GenWar), you done good. And indeed you have. Read the whole thing.
And yes, you are a tease.
stressed
02-04-2009, 11:23 AM
thanks to all
Headed to orlando tomorrow. I decided to take a lady friend;D so no clubbing...:'(
I will work on D and E's experience when i get back
lestat1
02-17-2009, 06:37 PM
Spearmint Rhino, Las Vegas
Valentine's Day
Bankroll: $600 + $100 singles
Well I'm glad I had the experience and satisfied my curiosity, or so I keep telling myself to justify spending ~$450 for a so-so club visit. After I told the doorman at the taxi stand of my hotel where I was headed, he says to the other doorman: "Feeding the fish!" The other asked if he meant the last cab, he said no, this one (pointing to me). I kept my mouth shut, although I wanted to tell him he lacked subtlety and was a jackass. He was, however, also correct, although "piranha" is a more accurate description than "fish."
The club itself had a more drab exterior than I expected for a big name Vegas strip club. Hell, it was drab compared to the McDonalds on the Vegas strip. It's the first club I've been to that required a security sweep, which after fondling my leg turned up...a cell phone. Inside it was very dark and crowded, being just after midnight on a Saturday night. I missed the door girl and cover charge completely while trying to find my way inside. You'd think one of the half-dozen guys standing outside would have directed me before missing her and yelling at me, but no.
I was dressed well, and so before I even saw the main stage I had a very cute blonde dancer from Hungary draped on me, which led quickly to having a very cute blonde dancer from Hungary giving me a lap dance. She was friendly, low pressure, and explained pricing to me, as it was my first visit. She gave me a brief tour and showed me some of the different areas. She was the only low-pressure and friendly dancer or staff person I encountered that night. In hindsight, I should've taken her back to the VIP for just that reason, and because it turns out she gave better mileage than all the other dancers I experienced.
Somewhere during that dance I realized I forgot to do my homework on here and find out about contact rules. Fortunately, she directed my hands, and added some mild breast touching, which is more than I get at home. I thouroughly enjoyed my time with her, and following a week of "saving myself" for Vegas, I was in the midst of a walk of shame when I was tag teamed by two dancers working me, one on each side. They finally told me to come find them after my bathroom visit, but I don't think I ever saw them again.
I grabbed a beer from the bar and found a slightly in the way spot to stand and watch the main stage, but for less than a minute or so before a gorgeous asian dancer approached me. She was exactly my type, but this is where the high-pressure came in for the rest of the night. I wanted a lap dance. She wanted me to do a VIP. Neither would budge, and finally I flat out asked if she was willing to give me a lap dance. She said "no." I walked away. First time I ever had to argue to *get* a lap dance! It was a packed club though, so I can see her not needing the meager $20/lapdance money. If she had given me even just an average lapdance it would've led to a VIP, but I very rarely spend that much blind in a strip club. Exception to the rule coming up...
Up next was a non-descript sexy blonde (I can't remember any names) who successfully employed the crotch grab to lure me into a 3-song VIP for $100. Back home that costs me $120, the only difference being topless at the Rhino versus nude at home. At first I tried to hand the money to the bouncer - oops. I'm doing things the way I do back home. I couldn't believe all the money goes to her (well, the club probably takes a cut and there's always tipout). She allowed breast touching, leading me at this point to think that was standard for the club. I had tried to watch other dances to see if I could find out the rules, but the dancers were non-stop all over me. It would've been a lot more fun if the interactions were pleasant (or at least as pleasant a time as I ever have trying to speak to a stunning half-naked woman), but these were almost debates. I understand not giving up after the first "no thanks," but the fourth really should do it. Anyway, back in VIP the non-descript blonde dancer was good but nothing noteworthy or tip worthy, not that I know what the tiping system is. She didn't ask and I didn't offer.
A few okay lapdances followed. I was still struggling to find a place to sit. I ended up getting an uncomfortable lapdance at the juncture where two sofa sections met by the side stage, and the next dancer tried to sell me one in the same seat. I think I missed some sections of this place, because there was a huge hallway back to the restrooms and I have no idea what was along the way. All I ever saw was one main stage and one side stage. Some dancers took off their tops for lapdances, others didn't. I learned that .2 seconds of eye contact is all it takes to summon a dancer in this place. Contact was disappointingly mild compared to Cute Blonde Hungarian and VIP blonde. I got a lapdance from a very thin and sexy blonde dancer, but she was a bit too bony and rough when it came to the feel of the lapdance itself. I sure would've liked to see her on stage though.
The last dancer of the evening was a cute brunette who gave sensual, if slightly low contact dances. She also only briefly removed her top. The signs of a slightly-disappointing VIP dancer were there, but I ignored them and went for a 3-song VIP, as she was the best to come by in a while. I asked about breast contact and she told me it's not allowed in the club at all. Her VIPs were not naughtier than her lapdances, as she'd advertised. Imagine my shock. :P Still, by now I was primed and she was good enough for the second walk of shame. I left the club after less than an hour an a half and only one beer, even though I wanted more. It was packed enough to make it tough to get a beer that night. Too bad, strip cluibs and beer are still a novelty for me. I still have no idea what the contact level is in that place, or what pricier VIPs are like.
It was an okay trip, but it was stressful for a place that's supposed to be entertaining and relaxing. Cute Blonde Hungarian Girl was the only one I'd describe as friendly, everyone else ranged from high-pressure to extremely annoying, including staff (their disdain seeped through visibly). I won't go back until I've tried every other decent club in Vegas and find them to be worse.
On the taxi cab ride home my cab driver asked me in broken English if I like "hot girl massage," and handed me a card (I'd already collected a stack two-inches high on the strip). He then drove me in front of an asian massage parlour in the shadiest part of vegas I saw the entire trip. Red neon covered the front of the place but I saw some sexy lingerie-clad girls inside. I told him no thanks and he drove me to my hotel. He got me there faster with a lower fair than the trip out, so I didn't mind the detour even though I'm pretty sure I had witnessed a place where I could've bene stabbed and left for dead in exchange for the money in my wallet. It was the first moment the entire trip where I felt like I was in Sin City, the previous few days being fairly tame.
Next time I'll try Sapphire Club or go to Treasures if I'm feeling the need for steak.
minnow
02-17-2009, 09:55 PM
Good TR, ls. Good in the sense that its full of lessons for potential SC goers, and really more valuable than report that brags of having hit the ball outa the park.
Sometimes, the 1st dancer can be the best that you're gonna get. Seeing a lot of dancers >= to 1st dancer is a lot like the slot player convinced that subsequent pulls are going to equate to 1st pull, & spends $$ to "make it happen". How many stages were in use at the time? Sometimes, 1 can get the feel for potential dances by tipping the stage dancers- sounds like the piranhas :killer: were indeed circling the fish here. You were smart to pass on Asian who "only did VIP's". Would you buy car without test drive? :paperbag:
Last, the axiom of "things don't get better in VIP". I wonder if doing the "1 dance and out" with attractive brunette & chilling a bit would have worked better? Or just attracted more piranhas?? I seem to recall you mentioning that you stayed @ Luxor. Does monorail go there- wonder if riding monorail north & then taking cab from last stop woulda been better?
Plenty of clubs to try there for sure.
lestat1
02-17-2009, 10:21 PM
The tram that goes to the Luxor only goes to each adjacent hotel; not very far up the strip. Plus, $30 round trip cab fare isn't much compared to the night's spending. Looking back I should've said no thanks even more than I already did and spread out the dances more. I never really got to watch the stage much or enjoy the club.
CarlyMIA
02-18-2009, 12:42 AM
You gotta call the club and ask them for their complimentary limo service to and from the club so you don't have to pay the cab fair. I know they do this @ Sapphire.
Dirty Ernie
02-18-2009, 01:17 AM
Thanks for the TR, LS. You jumped right into the deep end. The Rhino on a Saturday night is full of Great Whites and there you were with no shark cage! Or at least a cattle prod. SR is an entity unto itself, as you found out.
The first time I got the "I'm only doing VIP tonight" reply was the from the same dancer I had met the previous night and had spent $600 on her and another $500 on her partner over in the side stage area. I was on my way out and saw her making the rounds with a new partner, a blonde, in tow. I stopped her and said I was headed out but had $100, let's go find a table. I couldn't believe it when she said VIP only. I thought she was kidding because the night before I told her I don't do VIP. Nope. I should have made the offer to the blonde to spite her, but I was just too confuzzled at that moment to think.
Anyway I hope the rest of your time in Vegas was more enjoyable.
GenWar
02-25-2009, 08:55 AM
Nice TR, `stat. I think you got a good view of SR. You see why I cannot stand that place. I have to be sold and those girls don't sell. In fairness to them, they don't need to. So, it isn't a bad thing, just isn't a fit for me.
You gotta call the club and ask them for their complimentary limo service to and from the club so you don't have to pay the cab fair. I know they do this @ Sapphire.
Yeah, they do it at Sapphire and SR. But, if you're alone, a fair tip to the driver is more than cab fare and cover. Well, if you're me...I can't stand to be a bad tipper when I get good service. In Vegas, I usually have 6/7 guys with me, so it is worth it. That's the other thing...you have to meet the limo, which adds a new layer of pressure and stress. :(
-gen
Moneywise
03-03-2009, 06:00 PM
Whasup my fellow raincoaters and aspiring weathermen? :P
Stat posting posting TRs? Gotta be good.