I hit up P10 Highland recently on an afternoon. I’d had a nice time with a dancer their previously and gotten her number so figured I’d spin the wheel again. Keep in mind I’m not salty and am relaying this story because it’s funny and probably what I deserved lol.
Anyway I stage tipped a dancer who I couldn’t see very well without my glasses until I got up there. Of course she took this as an invite to stop by my table. Pickins were slim so I let her hang to chat and gathered she had been stripping like two frigging weeks. She has to go on stage every 30 min because of the dearth of titties there so eventually I throw her a dance. Let’s just say, she needs more practice (has a pole at home!) and could stand for an introduction to perfume or deodorant, preferably both.
Fast forward to my next square dance partner Hard Luck Girl. Ever see one of these honies where you can tell absolutely nothing is going right in their lives? HLG seemed like she’d spent every penny she ever made dancing on ink and.....the teeth weren’t great fellas. Her dancing was more experienced and she wasn’t altogether a bad looker but just seemed kind of sad and out of it. Before I dipped, she looked down at her phone to realize her service was cut off.
Afternoons can be feast or famine boys! If you do find a player there, the cabanas are much cheaper than north. I’ve rented them for $50-$60.
