Two Clubs, Two Shit reports
Bouzooki at 7 pm, Wed night. 3 patrons, 2 dancers, no one on stage. Beautiful club. I left. Went to H8's. 10 bux dance night. 4 patrons 3 dancers, no AC, it was a tad too warm to be comfortable. One good note. They have happy hour 5 pm to 9 pm. 5 buck beers, wells, etc. I talked to Mia who really didn't want to go on stage, and Karma who said she recognized me. Drank a Guinness and left. Are all the Hamilton clubs having happy hour?
BTs & Hanks Friday Evening
After having some fun with Roxie last week and see a new face that intrigued me (Hannah), I decided to pay a return visit Friday evening. Keeping an eye on a weather radar, I managed to leave home just ahead of an approaching storm front and arrive at BTs shortly before the shit hit. I got my seat, ordered my drink and settled back to enjoy the evening. Familiar dancers present were Christina, Adrianna, and Naudia. But no sign of either Hanna or Dana. Drat!
Then a new-to-me dancer, Ryder, took the stage. She's tall, medium-build, leggy, be-cup redhead. Right in my wheelhouse! Following her was another tall, medium-build, leggy, be-cup dirty blond, Amber. The memories of Hanna and Dana are fading quickly.
And then. BANG. ! Oh, crap! The power's gone out. The only lights working are the Exit signs. The storm front's hit big-time. The night shift manager tells the security dweebs to get flashlights. Most people, myself included, stick around hoping it's temporary. After about 20 minutes it's bloody obvious it isn't. The manager tells us that those of who've paid the bar in cash may as well leave. I take the hint and head for the door.
Now what? I decide to pick my way gingerly down west-bound Michigan Ave and head towards Hanks. May be they'll have power. And strippers!. Lots of streetlights aren't on. Many of the stoplights aren't working, either, creating four-way stops. I'm not that familiar with this part of Michigan Ave. Since I usually take 94 to BTs. But eventually I get to Middlebelt and turn right.
I've been to Bogarts several times but never to Hanks, so I think I have an idea of what to expect. I was surprised to find that Hanks is actually a notch or two above Bogarts. I know, damning with faint praise and all that, but still better than I expected. Shortly after arriving, the DJ calls Vada up to one of the side stages. Now there's a name I remember from her days at BTs. Ah, memories of fun in "Vada's Lair". When she finishes her set, I try to make eye contact with her but she passes by and disappears into the dressing room.
Another dancer caught my eye in a big way. Light brown hair, very attractive, medium build, be-cups tits and a great figure. Didn't catch her name (Sarah, perhaps?) but she's majorly attractive and could dance at any club she set her mind to and not looking out of her element. Some other time, perhaps.
Vada comes back out of the dressing and passes me again. This time she notices me and approaches. We talk for a bit, I mention that we've crossed paths at BTs. The usual stuff. Then the negotiations. I start off at $ and she's around $$. I come up to $. 1, she drops to $. 5 and we settle on CBJ / CFS for $. 4. Still higher than I'd like and I probably should have held the line at $. 2, but horniness and limited options win out.
We get the cube and get down to business. It's the same old Vada: she of the amazingly wet pussy. She does a lap dance and I suck on her nipples and reach around behind and finger her pussy. She then pulls my pants down and by this time I'm reasonably hard. She puts the cover on and starts to go to town. God, her mouth felt good. Then she climbs on CG and my cock just slides right in. She of the amazingly wet pussy.
She rides my pretty hard and I try to massage her clit. Finally, I feel the big O approaching. I probably should have suggested K9 just to prolong things but what the hell. I dump my load and she rides me for a bit longer before realizing the fun's now over.
Vada. She of the amazingly wet pussy.