That distinct strip club aroma
[QUOTE=Jack76;5078204]I hadn't been in this place in years. Stopped by last night around 10:30. The place was pretty full. $2 to park, $5 to get in. $7 Red Bull, $3 tip. Aggressive girls from the moment I walked in. By the time I got to the bar, three girls had already grabbed me and left some amount of saliva on either my neck or cheek. Lots of pretty girls but most with fake tits and ass which I'm not a fan of. Only a couple of customers had masks on. The girls wore masks but would pull them to the side when they approached you. One girl, Marcela, came up to me at the bar and started whispering in my ear that she wanted my cock in her mouth. I just smiled and nodded my head, then She took it another level and started kissing my ear and telling me she wanted my cock In her ass. Well, I was tempted, but her ass was hard as a rock and it seemed like the girls were just making the rounds looking for quick cash. I might try again during the daytime when they're less busy. I had to go home and go straight to the laundry room with my clothes that had that distinct strip club aroma (smoke, cheap perfume and disinfectant![/QUOTE]Ah, yes. It's funny how some strip clubs saturate your clothes with that funk. The married guys are ones with the most to worry about there.
I like when the strip club is in an old building with decades of funk built up in the rafters. Makes me think of the clubs in the more rural parts of the Philippines.