the ultimate strip club list

a guy's guide to strip clubs

July 9, 2008  •  Vol. 15, Issue 190

After flying in from the east coast into LAX one Thursday afternoon and with some time to kill before heading home, my curiosity finally peaked and I decided to check out this Exotic City place after driving by it all of these years as I entered the 405 South on-ramp. In my mind, I envisioned it to be like the Century Lounge just down the street. But hell, was I wrong on every level!

I enter this open-floor warehouse as I see partitions of rooms strewn throughout the floor. A woman was there to immediately greet me. Cute, but not my type. She introduced herself but I had no intention of remembering her name. I asked how this operation worked and she told me that I would pay her $60.00 up-front and I would tip whatever I liked after that. I figured that this was not a stage-type club and I kind of figured out what that partitions were for so I didn't bother to ask her. I did ask her if I had a choice in women and she gave me that disappointed look like I just kicked her dog or something. So I agreed to go with her since she was cute enough. Besides, I had come this far so I might as well go and check out the entire operation.

So she asks me to sit down in a not-to-comfortable chair. I look around and see a side table with a box of Kleenex. Somehow I knew that wasn't for stuffy noses. So she lays out the ground rules for me. No touching, licking, prodding or penetrating. With as far away as she was from me, I didn't think that any of that was possible anyway. She did say that I was more than welcome to "please" myself as she performed for me. I raised an eyebrow to that.

So she starts off doing an awkward bikini dance in front of me. Ten minutes later, she is completely nude. I honestly wasn't impressed with her. One of the ground rules that she forgot to mention was "no yawning" because I sure did a lot of that! Needless to say, the box of Kleenex stayed intact as I let her finish off her set. I paid her another $20.00 for the effort as she said "That was great, honey...". What? Was she in the same booth as I was?

So at least I was able to accomplish two things this day: 1. Finally figured out what kind of club this was, and 2. that I will never set foot in this place again. Call me a traditional club-goer, I guess.

Previous post is correct: The club is like a small warehouse. The neighborhood seems a bit dicey, mostly because it was deserted at 12:30 a.m. IThe entrance is on an alley perpendicular to La Cienga. I drive to the cross-street just past the entrance (which has flashing lights that you can see from the street), took a right and then another right and pulled into the alley to park directly in front of the entrance. These were the best lit spots and seemed the safest.

When you enter the front door, it's a very dark area with only an ATM machine and a couple of chairs. Brittney greeted me. Mid 20s, blonde pageboy haircut, petite. An 8.

Brittney told me it was $60 for the dance plus tips. I asked if there were any other women to choose among. She said there were other women, but they were all busy.

Brittney then stressed that she only keeps what she earns in tips. After I paid her the $60 she led me to the back area which is two rows of rooms with a center aisle. Loud music was coming from some of the other rooms.

Brittney asked me to sit in front of one of the rooms, which I did while she went to another room with the $60 I had given her. When she returned, I asked her how long the dance would be. She said it would be about 20 minutes, and that she would explain everything when we got inside.

Inside, the small interior room there was a chair, a side table with a box of Kleenex, and a screen for a small changing area. Brittney played some music on the boombox. She explained that this place was unlike most other strip clubs in that I was allowed to get comfortable. Brittney explained again that she only earns what she makes in tips. She volunteered that there was not going to be any sexual contact between us, and indeed there was none. She instructed me to put my tip on the end table, which I did.

Brittney danced and I was comfortable.

I should stress that Exotic City is unlike any other strip club I've been to. Exceedingly private and extended dances as there is no floor show, but exceedingly low friction.

Flew into LA for business. Drove past this club and stopped by. Club is like a small warehouse. You enter into a small waiting room with 2 chairs an ATM and a few magazines. There were 3 girls working at the time one was heavyset tall white girl, another was a slender white girl with perky tits and I don't remember the third girl. The girls were just waiting around for customers. There is no stage or dancing.

The heavyset girl came onto me hard at first and took be to the back area for $60. She stripped and danced around for me implying that for a tip she'd "get nasty". I wasn't really into her so I went back for the other girl.

The other girl was pretty hot and for $60 and another $60 tip she got right to business. She stripped down and gave me the whole show complete with spreading. All the while she encouraged me to get comfortable. I wanted something a bit more interactive so we negotiated a bit more fun. For $ I got to see her finger herself and she lent a hand finishing me off.

If you're looking for a relaxing time watching alot of different women this isn't the place for you. If you want a private show this is a good place for not too much cash.

I was bouncing from chick to chick hitting up familiar azzes, I mean faces. I tried something and she was a cold fish and then had the nerve to talk about "take out", are you shitting me? I was so disgusted by the bad dnace that I got rid of her in t he middle of the song, I usually do a better job scouting.

Got a wall dance from this dark chick with tit and azz she was short and looked like a porn star (Skyy) she was good money.