[QUOTE=EarlShines;2812092]I went out East last night, and found the Clubs in an awful state. See-Mowes was closed, Dollies only had 2 dancers (no music, the dancers were just sitting at the bar) and Blondie's had 2 girls and another one talking on her phone for 30 minutes. Has something changed over there? Outside of Cheek's there wasn't even anyone dancing in the four places I went. Just three cover charges and out the door. I went at 7:00, which isn't prime time, but shouldn't have been terrible.
Anyway, looks like Washington Park is off my list for a bit.[/QUOTE]I haven't stepped foot into a strip club in about 3-4 years. My route home happened to take me past PTs in Centreville about a week ago. I think it was around 5 or 6 in the evening. A cold beer or two sounded good while I gawked at some titties sounded like a good idea. I have had some very memorable experiences on the East Side, but wasn't looking for much more than a few drinks and maybe some conversation before I made my way home.
Walked in and scanned the placed. 4-5 dancers and maybe 2 customers. Sat at the bar and ordered a cold one. A very short spinner named Mercedes sat next to me. Very bubbly and friendly. I'd giver her an 8 or 9 for an East Side stripper. Asked if we could go sit in one of the chairs. Just an oversized stuffed chair, but comfy. Lots of dirty talk and mutual touching.
We played around and chatted for maybe half an hour before she asked if I wanted a private dance. She actually told me the 1 hr VIP was a scam and not worth the $200. Asked her about the rates for a regular private. Normally $100 for 3 songs but offered 3 for $50.
When we got back to the booth she pulled the curtain. An extra long song had already started and she told me this one wouldn't count, but the fun started right away. She actually stripped me down to my boxers. In all my time at a club this was new to me, but I thought what the hell. She was wearing nothing but a tiny gstring that barely covered anything. Lots of grinding, mutual touch, etc. When she thought the coast was clear she pulled it out and BBBJ. I hadn't planned on any of this so I had no cover. Not sure if she did either, but no other real penetration. My boxers and her gstring were thin and flimsy enough it pretty much felt like the real deal. Explosive finish.
I know it was more than 3 songs plus the one that was already playing. And for only $50, I tipped her well.
We wound up just hanging out for a while back in that chair. She brought me a fresh cold one, which I don't believe I was charged for. Chatted and messed around for about another hour til the end of her shift. She never asked for another penny. Even when it was her turn to go on stage.
Not a bad way to end the day before going home.
