Providers Name: Karissa
This dingy place smells awful of smoke. There were two dancers taking turns when I arrived. I got my beer and watched for a little while. The one dancer with brown or black hair was cute, with beautiful natural Cs. I would have loved a private dance with her, but for some reason she kept ignoring me. She seemed to prefer another patron and kept going straight to him. So I settled with Karissa. She was a cute blond with natural A+s. I paid at the bar for 15 minute private dance, nude. In the private dance room, there were about five love seat sized chairs, separated by privacy screens. There is a dead animal stench back there.
Karissa set her timer, stripped and told me the rules, which were I could touch anywhere but the pelvic area. That's it.
As she is doing the lap dance, any attempt I made to get my hands near her As, she diverted. Shame, too. I would have enjoyed a little rubbing. By time the dance was done, my hands and my clothes were covered in the makeup she uses to "tan" her body. My balls were aching. Not from being turned on, but how she kept smashing them during the lap dance. I was not turned on. I was hurting.