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Better late than never. Larry's club. Had a thin black dancer names Sinatra in my lap for most of the afternoon, was feeling up her pierced nips and dying to have her on all 4s or bobbing but the only extras on her menu were a HJ. Settled on a raven haired beauty with far too many tattoos (including a bar code in the small of her back). I was running out of time and letting the little guy think. Paid too much (150) for a lame BJ but left reasonably happy.
I'm new to this board, but would like some intel if possible?
I will be in Detroit in about 2 weeks on business and plan on visiting Bogarts & H8. Maybed some of you local SC horn dogs can give me some intel.
First which club will give you the most bang for the buck (no pun intended)? I would like to know the lay out of both clubs regarding VIP and the cost of VIP? Can you negotiate VIP?
I will visit the clubs during the day. Any one have dancer reccommendations they would like to share? You may PM me if you do not wish to respond here.
Thanks for the intel.
[QUOTE=DickyDoo; 1165672]I'm new to this board, but would like some intel if possible?
I will be in Detroit in about 2 weeks on business and plan on visiting Bogarts & H8. Maybed some of you local SC horn dogs can give me some intel.
First which club will give you the most bang for the buck (no pun intended)? I would like to know the lay out of both clubs regarding VIP and the cost of VIP? Can you negotiate VIP?
I will visit the clubs during the day. Any one have dancer reccommendations they would like to share? You may PM me if you do not wish to respond here.
Thanks for the intel. [/QUOTE]Rtff, enjoy your stay here.
[QUOTE=DickyDoo; 1165672]I'm new to this board, but would like some intel if possible?
I will be in Detroit in about 2 weeks on business and plan on visiting Bogarts & H8. Maybed some of you local SC horn dogs can give me some intel.
First which club will give you the most bang for the buck (no pun intended)? I would like to know the lay out of both clubs regarding VIP and the cost of VIP? Can you negotiate VIP?
I will visit the clubs during the day. Any one have dancer reccommendations they would like to share? You may PM me if you do not wish to respond here.
Thanks for the intel. [/QUOTE]There are two Henrys one in Inkster and Bogarts is right around the corner. The other Henry's is in Southgate downriver. Ten bucks for a wristband for the VIP Bogarts has booths Henry's a room with chairs. Dancers will approach you and you can negotiate. Lots of info in the forum about dancers and fees just read the posts all the info is here.
[QUOTE=Neilnbob;1165404]Better late than never. Larry's club. Had a thin black dancer names Sinatra in my lap for most of the afternoon, was feeling up her pierced nips and dying to have her on all 4s or bobbing but the only extras on her menu were a HJ. Settled on a raven haired beauty with far too many tattoos (including a bar code in the small of her back). I was running out of time and letting the little guy think. Paid too much (150) for a lame BJ but left reasonably happy.[/QUOTE]I met Sinatra when I was there on a Tuesday she is a hottie. Only HJ though also saw the dancer with the tats talked to another customer he said she ripped him off.
[QUOTE=Bigboi47;1166284]I met Sinatra when I was there on a Tuesday she is a hottie. Only HJ though also saw the dancer with the tats talked to another customer he said she ripped him off.[/QUOTE]Definitely would not repeat with the tat chick. A HJ from Sinatra would have been a lot more enjoyable. All the same I'm likely to hit HC or H8S based on the MMS at M1 right now.
Your mileage will DEFINITELY vary with the dancers at HC so make sure you understand what is and is not on the menu. H8S is anything goes but the dishes aren't nearly as attractive.
So it's $10 Monday here at H8N. I think it is actually the first time I've been here. I usually go to Bogarts around the corner. ThereKs about 25 guys here and perhaps 16 girls. One really hot Mariah Carey looking one with long dark hair and a winged heart in the small of her back. A definite cut above the normal skank at H8S or Bogarts.
The one annoying thing is that they are pushing drinks every 5 minutes.
Just got drained by Heidi. 20 ish bleach blond with be's and nip piercings. She seemed really spaced out but was allot of fun. She asked for 2 for FS but settled for 1. 2 with a 4 song limit.
So the Mariah Carey-ish girl was overall about an 8, looked to be mid to late 20's, her name was Jenna. Didn't ask about extras.
Then there was a mulatto I'd rank a 9. Her name was Dimples. Again, I'd guess mid 20's. Nice C-Cups and a sculpted bod.
Finally there was a girl named Melissa. Very pale skin, thin as a rail, A-Cup but very firm bod, looked to be 19. She eemed very eager but I had to leave. Would otherwise have checked her out.
I was on my way through the Detroit area and based on what I had read in this forum before I left on the trip, I decided that Bogart's seemed like a good fit for the brief time I had available and where I was staying that night. But my initial impression as I drove up was a little disappointing as the parking lot seemed to be fairly busy for a weeknight, a bad sign for a supposedly high mileage place (too many customers means the girls and on the favorable end of the supply-demand curve and less likely to go the extra distance). Moreover the neighborhood seemed fine and relatively safe, just another commercial strip in American suburbia and not the bombed out DMZ these places often are located in. Thus I wasn't expecting much at that point and my gut reaction was telling me to get back on the Droid, fire up the forum, and see what other nearby places you folks recommend.
Since I was already in a space in the lot, I decided to at least check the place out. But after paying about six bucks or so for admission, I was now totally convinced that I had made a mistake. Bogart's looked like a fairly ordinary strip club, perhaps a bit more upscale than most, with few of the telltale signs of a truly debauched den of iniquity. For one thing, most of the girls I spotted on stage, walking around, or talking to customers were actually attractive. There were dogs, of course, but by and large I didn't see much of the flotsam and jetsam that usually populates the sort of dive I had been led to believe Bogart's represented based on the reviews. No giant balls of blubber, no obvious crack hoes, nothing ancient, minimal skank. In fact, there were a few real lookers, including two very curvaceous chicks (one white and one black) with gorgeous tits and lovely smiles (freely given) who could have passed for top quality porn stars. Another dancer who was long and lanky and who favored wide fishnet stockings and flashed her nasty (the good nasty) smile put on quite a show on the vertical and horizontal poles. Even the run-of-the-mill dancers were decent. Like any club, a few weren't worth paying attention to (always a good opportunity to order another drink when they go up on stage) and for some reason a number of the waitresses (though not all) were down right ugly. While things might be different on another night, when I was there the quality of the women in terms of looks and on-stage attitude was on par with many of the most popular clubs in the country. Not Vegas or Manhattan level, but a solid 8 overall, which is pretty decent. The problem I saw was that these women were just a bit too good looking, and I suspected that like many places with quality talent, they would be all appearances and no action.
The club itself wasn't promising either. Clean, dark where it needed to be, lit up where it mattered, with a nice layout and pleasant staff. All of these things are fine and dandy at NYC or Chicago clubs where the boss is flashing an expense account but that usually means no-contact table dances from stuck-up girls. Moreover I could not spot any obvious place where all the dancers I had read about would go do their thing; no dimly lit wall of couches and chairs along the perimeter like you find at so many places these days. While the drinks weren't cheap, they weren't outrageous either, especially if you are used to joints in the major metro areas. I think I was able to buy shots of Patron on special for five bucks (normally $10, I think) and my beers were somewhere around $6 or $7. Are there cheaper places to get hammered in the area? Probably. But not so bad, especially if you were smart enough to stop in a nearby tavern for a base buzz first. Moreover, the doorman wasn't the usual thug life gangster who often serves as a bouncer and security guard at places where the customers and the staff are routinely violating many of the laws of decent society. In fact, he was a quite pleasant chap. Again, these aren't really good signs if you are looking for a dive with serious action, and I had little interest in just another nice and clean strip club as there are plenty of those in every city and town in the United States (well, maybe not Tallahassee).
Things took a very different turn soon after I arrived. A young blond sat down next to me and did the usual chat up, and since I like to talk first to find out what's what, I bought her and me a couple of drinks. Now I know that there are experienced mongers in this forum and elsewhere who distain the idea of buying a woman a pre-dance drink but I enjoy the ritual. Besides, I'm often traveling in an area for the first time and like to learn a little more about the town and what's it like to live there. And it's a good way to learn the ropes about the prices for dances, how long they are, and what might be on the table, since your drinking partner is a little more comfortable laying it all out. Eventually she asked me if I'd like a dance and I said maybe, but what do they cost? She then looked me straight in the eye and asked if I knew "what went on here" (pointing to the discrete door behind her just off the bar which I had finally noticed after a while) , and since I had the benefit of the collective wisdom of this forum, I could answer with a highly educated "yes, of course" with a dismissive shrug like I had been there, done that. At that point she told me that full service would be $150, and when I asked if that included admission to the VIP area as well as the costs of the song, she answered in the affirmative. Always wanting a full menu from which to make my choice, I then inquired how much a quick blow job might run. The same $150, I was told. I considered my options and briefly thought about doing a bit of negotiation but even after a number of beers, shots of tequila, and I think a couple of Jaeger Bombs, I ended the exchange right there because the entire time we had been talking she was ceaseless in her quest to scratch every square inch of her bare legs over and over again. Now, I enjoy a good scratch now and again—who doesn't? —but this behavior was quite disturbing. She was either in the throws of a serious skin condition (though I couldn't see anything wrong with her attractive legs) or she was going through some sort of withdrawals or mental episode. I briefly considered telling her to stop it, that it was quite unattractive and would probably affect her income stream, but decided instead to turn my attention to the dancers and see what else was available.
I had some fun tipping the girls, especially because of their apparent joy that anyone would toss a buck or two at them while on stage. Maybe the Detroit metro area is different but where I'm from, it's rude not to tip a little to a woman who is working for a living, especially if she's not just going through the motions. Many of the guys I saw around the rail looked like they had just had a pre-frontal lobotomy given their apparent paralysis and thousand-yard stare whenever the girls were dancing. Maybe they were just being cheap or maybe they were truly just a bunch of low watt gurglers but for whatever reason, I seemed to be one of the few customers who threw a dollar bill now and again. Anyway, what I especially enjoyed was the way in which some of the girls accepted cash. In most clubs where touching is allowed, the side of the thong is pulled out a bit for a dollar to be inserted. At Bogart's, the front of the G-string (or whatever sorts of bottoms she's wearing) is pulled way out and down, so it's obvious that she'd like you to stick your hand inside and right down on top of her shaved pussy before you slowly release the George Washington. Nice. I also had fun when there were two hot dancers on the same stage. I'd give each of them two dollar bills apiece and tell them to give the money to the other girl in an especially creative way. The long and lanky one with the wide fishnet stockings was especially enthusiastic at ravishing her stage partner, and as a businessman I appreciate anyone who truly seems to enjoy their job.
But like I said, I wasn't there to do something I could have done in the typical suburban strip club. My first target was the gorgeous porn star-like black chick I mentioned, primarily because of her very enticing smile (well, her amazing hooters were an important factor as well). In fact, when I was tipping her on stage and she pulled my head to her chest for some friendly motorboating, she whispered in my ear that she'd be "31 at midnight". Wow, I thought, this must be some stripper code that I had never heard of. All I could think of was that "31" is an abbreviation for being "finished" or "the end" in newspaper-speak and my immediate interpretation was that she was letting me know that she'd be off work in a couple of hours for an off-campus play date. Maybe this was indeed going to be a life changing experience, especially because she was so damned hot and playful. I started thinking furiously about whether it would be possible to access my hotel room from a rear entrance so the desk clerk wouldn't see me bringing in my new best friend but unfortunately, I realized that she was simply telling me that her birthday was coming up soon. Duh. Despite my ignorance, I had every intention of seeing if she would be available for a dance but as I probably should have expected, she was quickly swallowed up by the regulars who dominated her time from that point on.
That's when I ran into a very, very acceptable substitute. In order to protect her legal situation, I'm not going to describe her in detail other than to say she had an absolutely killer body and smile (though maybe a tad too much makeup). I pulled her over to the bar when she exited the stage for a couple of drinks to chat. This time I suggested a dance and asked what the price was. She said that a fantastic lap dance in a totally private room would be $20, and that seemed pretty reasonable to me even though I suspect that the lap dances in the club were regularly $10. I figured I'd do one, see what was offered, and decide then if I had made the right choice. Now I know that one of the very senior members here firmly believes in the idea of getting everything negotiated right up front (how many songs, what would be done, how much money to be paid, etc, etc.) and I certainly was armed with that expert advice going in but at this point I just wanted to see what was going on upstairs.
We went up the short flight to a tiny landing with a curtain on either side. She immediately told me that we'the have to wait and after I paid the attendant $10 (now this was indeed getting expensive!) , we fooled around on one of the chairs in the small waiting area. A couple of others were getting lap dances in this area as well and from what I could see (though I mostly had my head firmly attached to one of this woman's gorgeous nipples) , these were world class performances. Eventually she led me through a curtain into a very, very dark closet-sized space with a window view, I think, of the dance floor. I wasn't doing much sightseeing as we immediately began a lot of horizontal shucking and jiving and that's when she asked what I wanted. I told her a nice blow job, of course, and she offered one for $80. I countered with $50, she came back with $60, and I agreed, then telling her that I wanted to be there for at least two songs making the total a flat $100. That seemed fine with her and she got busy. I loved the fact that there was enough light from the window to truly enjoy the scene unfolding but without having to worry about folks peeking in (the East St. Louis Syndrome). Being able to stand up while she sat in a chair was a nice touch as well. She had a condom ready to roll, was excellent and varied in her skills, and took her sweet time (no frantic March to Victory for this one). Moreover she seemed to have no problem with a little old fashioned skull fucking, which is a nice change from chicks who freak out when you grab the sides of their heads and take control. One song led to another and near some sort of heavy metal crescendo, I crescendoed as well. We relaxed for a bit (making for almost a four song total if you include the time in the waiting room) and then returned to the bar. I'm nothing but a gentleman (the skull fucking an obvious exception, I suppose) so we had another drink together before I pointed out a newly arrived customer who clearly had money to burn. We then said our goodbyes and left on excellent terms, with her telling me to rest for a bit and we'd do Round Two for a discount a bit later. True or not, that was nice.
So overall I was quite impressed. While it is not unusual to hook up in divey strip clubs, it's usually hideously expensive (San Francisco, for example) , the women and\or conditions can be truly grotty (East St. Louis, for example) , or it's a hassle or hit and miss or runs the threat of a bust (just about any other spot, for example). Bogart's was clearly the nicest club I've ever been to in the United States were extras were so freely available, from women who were so pleasantly attractive, with such a secluded spot for the hanky panky, with a decent bar (they even have a kitchen if you are hungry!) , and for a generally reasonable price. Did I pay too much for my adventure ($110 when the VIP room fee is included)? No doubt. But like I said at the top, I was a first timer here and sometimes you have to shell out the Amateur Premium. If nothing else, it helps keep costs down for the regulars, who have such a wonderful resource available to them in the fascinating burg of Inkster, Michigan.
Thanks for all of your info.
Zy
[QUOTE=Neilnbob; 1169153]So the Mariah Carey-ish girl was overall about an 8, looked to be mid to late 20's, her name was Jenna. Didn't ask about extras.
Then there was a mulatto I'd rank a 9. Her name was Dimples. Again, I'd guess mid 20's. Nice C-Cups and a sculpted bod.
Finally there was a girl named Melissa. Very pale skin, thin as a rail, A-Cup but very firm bod, looked to be 19. She eemed very eager but I had to leave. Would otherwise have checked her out. [/QUOTE]Please please please do not pay Melissa what you did Heidi. Melissa can be had for price of songs with 20 tip. She does have a nice bod.
Swung by for a quick (less than an hour) visit. I wasn't picky, just needed a BJ. First girl by was cute enough. She asked if I wanted to play. I asked how dirty she was. She said "I could maybe give you a little head." I asked how much. She came in with a reasonable number. I said "Is that $100 all in?" She replied "Yep."
But then she quickly followed up "But it's for 3 songs. I'm not sucking your cock all afternoon for free."
That seemed fair. Three songs later, I blew my load, and we all left happier.
[QUOTE=Zy Zzyzx; 1169325 Always wanting a full menu from which to make my choice, I then inquired how much a quick blow job might run. The same $150, I was told. I considered my options and briefly thought about doing a bit of negotiation but even after a number of beers, shots of tequila, and I think a couple of Jaeger Bombs, I ended the exchange right there because the entire time we had been talking she was ceaseless in her quest to scratch every square inch of her bare legs over and over again. Now, I enjoy a good scratch now and again—who doesn't? —but this behavior was quite disturbing. She was either in the throws of a serious skin condition (though I couldn't see anything wrong with her attractive legs) or she was going through some sort of withdrawals or mental episode. I briefly considered telling her to stop it, that it was quite unattractive and would probably affect her income stream, but decided instead to turn my attention to the dancers and see what else was available.
Zy[/QUOTE]Actually, all that scratching symptomatic of Hepatitis. Good thing you passed.
[QUOTE=Action22;1173004]Actually, all that scratching symptomatic of Hepatitis. Good thing you passed.[/QUOTE]I don't think there is any reports documented on a man getting Hepatitis while receiving oral sex from a woman.
I finally made it to HC last weekend for the first time. Very nice spot. You might as well call it a very nice brothel LOL. I saw a very sexy dancer named Camille. Black with a killer body and a pierced lower back. We got to talking and she hit me with her menu 2. For full 1. For CBJ. That was kinda high for my taste but it was my first time and I was thinking with my winkie (Arthur reference). So I took her up on the BJ and we went to the nicest. 05 room I have ever been to in my entire life! LOL. The CBJ was average at best but for the cost I made her work REALLY hard like for 5 songs. She didn't complain but I could tell she was getting tired and irritated LOL but who cares. I'm the customer!
I went back earlier this week looking for the famous Sinatra but she wasn't there. I hooked up with a dancer named Simone instead. She was a very sexy light skinned married dancer. MARRIED. How can a man let his wife. Anyway I digress. She said she had an open mind but I had to get a dance first to make sure I wasnt a cop and then she would discount the price of the dance from the dream (Good hustle). I went for it like a retard and she told me. Now get this. 4. For FS and 2. For CBJ. Yes you read that right! I damn near passed out from laughing so hard. But her dance was amazing so I said lets just do. 5 for a HJ and call it a day. She agreed and I have to tell you it was the absolute best HJ I have ever received before in my life bar none!
Now the quality is alot better than other bars including the private rooms but the prices reflect that as well so I think I will stick to H8N & S. You get alot more bang for your buck there! Oh did I mention H8N has new booths in VIP. Just thought I would throw that in.
Thursday Evening visit to PH on eight mile in the D. $7 valet, $10 cover, $8. 5 for beer. I went and sat near the bar. Lots of girls working that night, I want to say close to forty. And equal number of customers. Chatted with a really cute al natural blond for about thirty minutes, then took her up stairs, tipped the bouncer ten bucks to leave us alone.
Now for the fun part. BBJCIM, DATY and FP with kissing. After I finished I asked her how much do I owe you. She said whatever you feel is appropriate, gave her $150 and ten tip. She was really nice and I could have paid her $200!
All in all I was set back about $200 but had a good night. Will repeat! Geez already forgot her name. Mallory or something.