The Cleremont Expedition

The five of us squeezed into Meredith's car and away we went to," The Cleremont. " When we arrived around midnight, Meredith had to move her car to the back parking lot to keep it from getting towed. We had already got out of the vehicle and walked around the building to meet her. By the time we got to her, a man had already tried to solicit her. As we walked closer to the building I was immersed in the smell of sewage and a sign with the outline of two female forms was hanging outside the building bearing the name,"The Cleremont." There was a large brutish man eyeing the I.D.'s and collecting the three dollar cover charge. From the time we stepped up to the door I noticed that every wall had a piece of paper on it telling the patrons not to take pictures, or their camera would be taken away. We all went up to the bar as soon as we walked in. I proceeded to order a Long Island Iced Tea and observed the uniquely shaped woman dance on the red square table behind the bar. The dancing lady wasn't really close enough to receive tips from customers, so I guess it was just part of her job.
We then shuffled over to the sitting area, where a couple ladies walked around and would entertain you with their talent (a.k.a. dancing naked) for twenty dollars. The first entertainer I observed was straddling a young man in his chair. She was a heavy black woman wearing a long blonde curly wig. She was grabbing her breasts and slapping them against the mans face. I thought that it was just a topless bar until the woman turned around and I saw her black fury bush. Quickly, I looked away in horror, but it was too late. The image was burned into my mind.
Her next trick was to crush a Coors Light can with her breasts. She aggressively flattened it into a shiny piece of tin. The group of men surrounding her clapped and cheered as a way to show their drunken admiration.
After a few minutes of chatting and looking around the room, a lady approached us wanting to know if we would like a dance. Adrian slipped her $20 and motioned her to dance for Tyrese. His eyes bugged out of their sockets when the lady began pushing her ass in his face and shaking it, waiting for him to slap it. He pretended to feel awkward, but I think he really liked it. She was wearing black high heels and a long plastic bead necklace that was gold. She would incorporate the necklace into her dance by letting it fall to her waist and other areas that I won't go into detail about. Tyrese could probably give a more detailed account about her body and dance movements.
Becca, Meredith, and myself made sure to take a couple trips to the restroom to experience the different types of women that were there. Some nice, some vulgar things were written all over the walls in marker and chalk. Since chalk was available, I wrote and drew on the walls. The only toilet was masked by a long black curtain, along with the only sink and mirror.
Next to the ATM was a Mentos Machine. This was the first time I had ever seen a Mentos machine, it cost twenty-five cents. That just seemed appropriate at this place for some reason. There was also a Terminator 3 pinball machine that was either broken or Adrian just really sucks at it. They had shirts hanging on the wall for $10 and tank tops for $14, I think we should have bought them and worn them to class. Adrian tried to take a picture or them with his camera phone, but was almost kicked out of the bar by an old lady bartender for breaking the "no picture" rule. She said something about needing to respect The Cleremont. We said a cheer, took a tic-tac shot, and then decided to go to "Hole in the Wall."