Strip Club Reports

[QUOTE=Wiggles0923;2657267]They are not in Detroit but are in Dearborn is there still VIP privacy.[/QUOTE]Not true. They are on the Detroit side of Ford Road and thus within DPD jurisdiction. Their website even lists their street address as Detroit.

[QUOTE=TRobber11;2657053]+1 on this reply- nothing says strip club like spray tan on your white shirt and / or glitter on your face. I ask if there is spray tan before a dance. Had to toss a shirt out one time. So much spray tan on her it looked like I had slid head first into home plate![/QUOTE]Got all of you beat, when I was a newbie I banged Michelle at coliseum cute little Italian with fakes, no longer works there but long story short ended up with blood on my shirt you can guess why.

[QUOTE=KdScott222;2651766]This the sAme one who worked At players and toy chest? Fake cans?[/QUOTE]No.

Brooklyn has been Bogarts forever.

Couple trips to Hustler back in 2010.

[QUOTE=Biggjake;2656141]Has anybody seen Deanna lately?[/QUOTE]He was referring to H8 N. The girls he mentioned work at North.

[QUOTE=KdScott222;2658332]Got all of you beat, when I was a newbie I banged Michelle at coliseum cute little Italian with fakes, no longer works there but long story short ended up with blood on my shirt you can guess why.[/QUOTE]LOL! That happened to me, too, a few years back at Players where I was a regular. I wondered why management processed the cash advance on my credit card so hurriedly and unilaterally waived the customary 20% processing fee without any request by me. Only after I got home and took my shirt off and saw the very visible blood stains did I realize why the club didn't want to hold me up any longer than necessary. Needless to say, the look on my dry cleaner's face the next morning was priceless when I dropped the shirt off for dry cleaning.

[QUOTE=DirtyDog1215;2649423]Also, saw this really hot young brunette named Farrah with fake cans. Anyone got any info on her? I went through the posts and couldn't find out if she does extras. If she does I'm sure they're astronomical.[/QUOTE]Yes and yes.

I ventured to a strip club last night for only the second time in my life. I chose Bogarts and arrived very after one in the am. I was quickly approached by a very attractive brunette whose name I think was Renee? Forgive my lack of precision as I was very nervous. She quoted 140 for CBJ or 240 for CBJ and CFS. Boring, thought I, so I politely declined. Then I was approached by a chunky blonde in a white shirt who was drunk, followed by a very cute short girl with light brown hair and glasses. I liked her, and she whispered 100 for a BJ. She initially responded covered, I countered with the uncovered and she agreed. I must have looked bright green and gullible to all the seasoned veterans there. I was ripe for being conned, and I think I was. So I initially asked about the song count and she said 20 per song. I asked to clarify and based on that I assumed she meant 100 flat regardless, and more if I exceeded five songs. Wrong was I ever. The songs (assuming you can call them that, were indistinguishable from one another. I didn't last five minutes. I asked if I could cim, and she agreed. Ha! Before I even started Cummings, her gloved hand had removed little man from her mouth and was trying to finish me Mano style. Boring. Then she complained about the mess. Horrible. Then she said I owed her 140. I tried to mildly defend our initial agreement based on her quote and she got upset, claiming the twenty per song was in addition to the hundred. I relented and apologized for the misunderstanding and gave her the extra forty for her lousy service to avoid trouble. I don't think I even made it through one song, by the way. She wore glasses and said she only worked Friday and Saturday nights, and hailed from Brighton. She also claimed that the guys took a hefty chunk from her VIP profit as standard practice (I think she said they would take forty. I felt sorry for the little con woman). Appeals to pity work on me, I guess. So total damage: 5 cover, 6. 75 for a beer I did not touch, ten to get into VIP area, 140 for horrible, reluctant BBBJ with gloved, disgusted, pursed-lipped, lemon-faced, HJ finish. Please school my sorry rookie behind so I never repeat this type of unsatisfying travesty again.

Whew, anyone remember Snow?

I chanced upon her on a rare visit, and she's still an adorable cutie, but clean dances only. She's a lot skinnier than I last remembered, which is a reverse of how strippers usually go.

However, another tatted-up girl, Harmony, also caught my eye. Anyone have any info on her?

[QUOTE=Wiggles0923;2657267]They are not in Detroit but are in Dearborn is there still VIP privacy.[/QUOTE]No, they took the curtains down.

[QUOTE=Bigboi47;2656868]There are different opinions but a common factor seems to the the privacy curtains in the VIP, take them down like Toy Chest DPD shows up less frequent. Legends and Coli had visits also.[/QUOTE]Toy Chest still gets raided periodically even with the curtains down. For the most part they are checking dance cards. The fines are pretty healthy.

I think they must have sensed I was easy prey the moment I walked in the door at Bogarts. It was well after one this morning. I had only been to one other sc in my life, and that was only for about twenty minutes at Henry VIII and during a dismal weekday afternoon. I sat down near a very cute stripper who looked part Mexican (she was avoiding eye contact with everyone and looked completely miserable. After about two minutes a hot young brunette named Renee came and sat down and invited me to VIP. She quoted 140 for CBJ or 240 for that and CFS). I thought better of that so I told her I would think about it. Up comes a lonely and drunk blonde waitress. She starts talking to me. Watching this transpire is a short, petite girl with light brown hair and glasses named Rheanna. She is attractive. She whispers 100 for BJ in my ear. I idiotically accept. Minutes you I had already paid 5 to get in and 8 for a beer that was 6. 75 (I tipped because I wasn't sure whether or not I was supposed to). I didn't touch the thing. As I am following this girl to the VIP area she is explaining that it is 20 per song. I assumed that meant a flat 100 unless I surpassed 5 songs. I brought this concept up to her and she agreed. So it is ten for the VIP gatekeeper and off we go. I ask for BBBJ and she reluctantly agrees. I ask where I can finish and she tells me in her gloved hand. I asked if I could cim and she said she guessed she could spit it out. Red flag red flag. She begins. It doesn't even take one song and I am about to finish. I let her know and she makes a disgusted sour-lemon face and removes junior from her mouth and starts lightly and disinterestedly tugging junior to finish into her gloved hand like she's trying to get a dollop of hair gel from a tube into her palm. I say I thought you said I could cim and she moves junior still in her hand a few inches closer to her face while he's dribbling. Fortunately I had paper towels in my pocket. She used one to clean up the mess on the chair and floor and then I endeavored to give her 100, only to learn I owed her 140, since in her mind two songs had been played and I owed 20 per indistinguishable song on top of the hundred. I mildly attempted a weak defense, to which she retorted that she was only going to get 60 or 80 if I gave her only 100 because the establishment took a sizeable chunk of her VIP money. To avoid trouble I paid and left. She gave me get number on the condition that I give her the 140 for my lousy time. $300 for outcall. What a bargain! Was I conned or am I just an idiotic pushover or both?

I mistakenly assumed my first posting didn't make it, so I moronically wrote another version with a few extra minor details. I am sorry.

[QUOTE=FlakFizer;2661278]I ventured to a strip club last night for only the second time in my life. I chose Bogarts and arrived very after one in the am. I was quickly approached by a very attractive brunette whose name I think was Renee? Forgive my lack of precision as I was very nervous. She quoted 140 for CBJ or 240 for CBJ and CFS. Boring, thought I, so I politely declined. Then I was approached by a chunky blonde in a white shirt who was drunk, followed by a very cute short girl with light brown hair and glasses. I liked her, and she whispered 100 for a BJ. She initially responded covered, I countered with the uncovered and she agreed. I must have looked bright green and gullible to all the seasoned veterans there. I was ripe for being conned, and I think I was. So I initially asked about the song count and she said 20 per song. I asked to clarify and based on that I assumed she meant 100 flat regardless, and more if I exceeded five songs. Wrong was I ever. The songs (assuming you can call them that, were indistinguishable from one another. I didn't last five minutes. I asked if I could cim, and she agreed. Ha! Before I even started Cummings, her gloved hand had removed little man from her mouth and was trying to finish me Mano style. Boring. Then she complained about the mess. Horrible. Then she said I owed her 140. I tried to mildly defend our initial agreement based on her quote and she got upset, claiming the twenty per song was in addition to the hundred. I relented and apologized for the misunderstanding and gave her the extra forty for her lousy service to avoid trouble. I don't think I even made it through one song, by the way. She wore glasses and said she only worked Friday and Saturday nights, and hailed from Brighton. She also claimed that the guys took a hefty chunk from her VIP profit as standard practice (I think she said they would take forty. I felt sorry for the little con woman). Appeals to pity work on me, I guess. So total damage: 5 cover, 6. 75 for a beer I did not touch, ten to get into VIP area, 140 for horrible, reluctant BBBJ with gloved, disgusted, pursed-lipped, lemon-faced, HJ finish. Please school my sorry rookie behind so I never repeat this type of unsatisfying travesty again.[/QUOTE]This seems to be a very common theme among many of the gals at Bogarts, H8 N and Criket my last two trips to Detroit. Got to start calling them on their BS and. That and starting to want $200 or $250 for full sex like Barbie at Bogarts, who very insulting when I refused. It's best if name and avoid the dancers who try this and support the ones who don't.

I was a regular of hers and she disappeared. Anyone know if she went to another club? She was a tiny blond spinner. If anyone has seen her PM me, thanks.

Can someone give me an update on the Hustler. I went by at 930 Wed night and it was a ghostown. 2 cars probly staff didn't go in. Went down to Subis and had a good night. Havnt been in the H8 South in forever. Would like an update so I'm not walikng into something unexpected. I remember the back room where everyone sat in chairs together. That was awkward.