Well. I showed my Newbie Skills.
So, as some might, but probably not, recall. I asked around about places to break a cherry, so to speak. My own research coupled with a few suggestions led me to Rio's. I was just looking for new experiences, so. I go about 6 months back, give or take. Met a lady. Had a dance. Wasn't good. I left feeling awkward and uncomfortable.
I get bored and go again last month. I meet a lady named Carmen. She was in neon, really caught my attention. We talked for about 15 or 20 minutes and then had a few dances. It was good, ok. I liked the conversation more than anything. She does have a really great body, good assets, and amazing eyes. Overall I had a good time. Again, was not looking for extras nor were any offered.
That leads to earlier tonight. I specifically went hoping Carmen was working. Turns out, she was. A few other gents had her attention when I came in, though she did wave at me to let me know she recognized me from before. Nice gesture. She gets freed up, comes over, we start talking. She reminds me that I owe her pictures of my dogs from before, so I show her. I ask if she wants to have a dance, she obviously says yes. It's late by this point, probably 1030 or right before. She has to go to the stage. She does her thing. Comes right back over. We talk for a little more, she then goes to freshen up before I take her back for 2 more dances. This is where my mishap occurs. Not much dancing is happening. And I am ok with this, as honestly, it makes me a bit uncomfortable. We are talking, she is sort of moving a bit, and then I start to say something. Then stop. Mistake 1. Mistake 2 was letting her coerce, or talk me into saying it with the preface of 'I am an idiot'. Mistake 3. I literally asked her to dinner . Of course she said no in the nicest way she knew how. Something like. A few more times and we talk more or something. We then hugged and I left.
Now, I am not a true idiot. I know what I did wrong here. I, honestly, have no clue what I was thinking when blurting that out. Newbie mistake. One I will make sure NEVER happens again. . .
Friday night west side clubs
Hey everybody I just moved Indianapolis so I will be making frequent posts when I can.
Got an itch to get out of the house so I made my way over to my favorite clubs on the Westside last night around midnight.
Ricks: I hit up Ricks because I've got a bunch of free passes there after I complained to one of the foreman about their lackluster performance as a staff and a club in general, only to find out they have been sold and under new ownership and management over the past couple of months. They had about four girls working a total of six customers. I did notice a lot of new faces a bunch of new management staff, a patdown policy at the front door, and three bartenders and 2 to 3 cocktail waitresses. Seems they are club owners from California from what information I extracted from the doorman. Was sad to see the employee dress code had been knocked down to collared shirts, no more suits and ties which I think is a nice touch. Anyway the place was dead there wasn't much to look at or stick around for so I had a drink and ran. Oh I forgot to mention the shot of Jameson I asked for was not Jameson. So I don't think I'll be spending much time there anytime soon.
Rio:
Eight dollar cover charge. The place was actually surprisingly busy lots of cars in the parking lot most of the tables in the areas were full I ended up having to take a seat right in the aisle as you walk in the door facing the stages. I figured since ice took a seats right in everyone's way waitresses staff customers that it wouldn't be long for me to get a cocktail, was ever wrong. Of the three waitresses that were working that night I happen to be in the working pathway of one that seem to be her section, but she walked past me seven arete times and didn't even make eye contact or ask me if I needed anything. She wasted her time on two guys that were busy trying to close a check, which seems like a stupid thing to do in my opinion because you're better off having customer stay a little bit longer than encouraging them to pay and leave. The owner / manager, you know Mr. Personality behind the bar of course I had the bar all to himself, I wasn't about to go up there and serve myself at the bar. They had about 5 to 6 girls working four of them were big fat and white, there was one skinny black girl, and one fairly attractive skinny white girl. But then again I sat there for 15 minutes without a cocktail and nobody even acknowledging my existence so I walked out the door.
Pure passion:
Dead. Typical black club, a lotta junk in some old trunks in this place. There was one girl who I might've considered chatting with and spending some money on but she was too busy playing with her phone, I am not your typical customer at a place like this so I can see where I might come off as intimidating or maybe as a waste of time, because I could be lost. LOL. Idk. Anyway drinks for cheap, it's cash only, and the music was way too loud to even try to negotiate or establish any sort of conversation with anybody in the establishment So I left.
Sunset strip:
I've always like this place, $15 cover on a Friday. Whooo steep. They were very busy, which could've worked in my favor, but unfortunately I was getting the wrong kind of attention from the wrong kind of dancers, old and ugly. Not my thing. There are a couple of cute 20-year-old spinners from Bloomington who were here to work on the weekend, but either they weren't smart enough or even slightly interested in talking to me about spending any time outside of the club. They only come up on the weekends which would make it difficult anywaY. I was trying to spend just enough money to keep them interested in chatting but one girl kept pulling the other one away to try and make more money Elsewhere. Ah if only they knew it could be different outside the club LOL.
Drinks are expensive here, but the service is good, this is your classic make it rain type of strip club, I've done dances here before but they are pretty diligent on watching the cameras up in the dance room, everybody knows nothing extra goes on here. But I've always had great success making friends getting phone numbers and seeing what can happen on the outside.
Left with nothing to show For an expensive night of mostly drinking and tipping.
Tonight I may do some east side hunting.