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| - Let me just start off by saying this review is WAY overdue. I have been to this upscale establishment on more than one (or maybe 3) occasions and im not afraid to admit it. I come for the guys but always stay for the girls. The male strippers i can handle for maybe 3 minutes before i start feeling like i just got molested by my soccer coach. They are super aggressive and actually jacked money from my friends purse whilst humping her face (they are multi-talened, who knew!). ya try to prove that while a 11 inch cock is in your face (no joke, he was of the african variety). so after we get face humped on the stage by a half naked fireman to the tunes of NIN 'i want to fuck you like an animal', we mosey on down to the women section. These ladies are pure class and fun. without going into too much detail, i easily run through an amount of ones im kind of ashamed to admit to and leave when the suns up. The bathroom attendant is an inneresting addition. first of all the b-room is like 1 stall and a sink. So you can imagine this doesnt leave a whole lot of room for condoms, breath mints, gum, hand towels, lube, or pussy spray AND a whole person. Alas, they make it work and she is very friendly.
Jojo the manager now, although he did used to be the valet attendant, is always accomodating and actually remembers us when we make the many trips to vegas a year. However we have hit a dry spell since my BF has a borefriend...
oh, i will be back.
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