I decided to stop in at Thursdays today. It's a strip club in Peterborough and, since the Peterborough scene is a little lacking, I thought I'd check it out. Went in, and the layout of the club isn't bad. Waitresses were nice, girls were good looking and the lady on the stage was hot. Sadly, the girls on stage don't go nearly as far as I'd like. They pretty much go on stage, dance around, and leave. I'd like to at least see a breast. Ordered my drink and sat down. Sadly, was given the wrong drink. I ordered a double rye, they gave me vodka. Lady left before I could say anything. Hey, I like vodka as well, so I decided to stick with it. I wait about fifteen minutes and am a little disappointed that no dancer has come up to offer me a dance. I look around, and notice, the rooms are open. When I get a private dance, I want a seperate room, not a place off to the side of the bar where everyone can watch. An Asian girl comes over who was kind of cute, and we go to the side of the bar for a private dance, right beside another guy getting a dance as well. She puts a towel on my lap and starts dancing. This is when I notice that bad pussy smell. Yikes. As she's dancing, she moves around and she bumps into my arm, which happens to be resting on the table. She gets mad and goes NO TOUCHING!!! Well, then, don't touch me. Also, her and the stripper dancing with the other guy are having a conversation. Dance finishes and she comes in to give me a hug. That bad pussy smell? Holy shit, it's her breath!!! I go to leave, and she's blocking the way talking to one of the waitresses. My drink isn't finished, so I don't leave right away. I notice another lady sitting down by herself. She was hot. So I go over and am wondering, should I get another dance? Sit down beside her, and we start talking. The odd thing is, that's all we did, talk. It was like meeting someone at a regular bar. This was also the most pleasurable time there. Again, I finish my drink, say goodbye to her(she gave me her real name, so I won't post it) and start to leave. Get interrupted by another lady named Chantelle or Chanel or Chorrol as I'm walking out. I don't want a dance with her. And she also won't get out of my way. It must have looked funny, as I move left and she moves to stay in front of me. One of the waitresses came over and talked to her, and that's when I left. Honestly, I think the waitress came to simply help me get the hell away from her. I owe her. I'm not a big fan of strip clubs to begin with. I like the tease, but I also like knowing I'm going to get the treat, whether it be a handjob, blowjob, sex, etc. Strip clubs just frustrate me, because I know I won't get a release(or if I do, I'm leaving with a stain in my pants). This club, I would avoid. It's not terrible, but I've seen better. At least it isn't the Tanglewood.
