I'm not talking the gross, salty stuff that gets served at strip clubs. Even in this setting, there was something innately distasteful about bailing after dinner. So when she leaves to go back to the nice lady at the ticket booth, I'm suddenly alone, mere feet away from people who are moaning and grunting, occasionally popping their head in to also see that there is no food left. But there's no denying the awkwardness of reaching across four pairs of exposed breasts for another helping of garlic mashed potatoes. If you and your significant other enjoy knocking boots with a writhing mass of sexy strangers, look no further than this club in Queens.
So what makes for an eye-catching application? Oh yeah, I used to live around there but I moved here. Because I was fully clothed, I wasn't permitted to go upstairs where nudity was mandatory fair , but I still got an eyeful wandering around the rest of the place.