Caribic

"Caribic" was standing on a blue sign on the roof, no more or less. From the outside all covered with red curtains and small openings for spying (loopholes looking). Outside stood a fat old Benz, everything looked like the TV thriller. A buddy and I still wanted to check the situation on the ground. Said done, we were met by the owner (nervous chain smoker) right in front of the bar (door stood open no entry) We were given a seat on a run-down sofa. The shed was completely empty and in a darker style, there was no dancing on the pole and there were no women or guests to be seen. Beverages were ordered directly, beer 0.33. 5 € (just as expensive as in Germany) cocktail 16 €, bottle of champagne 33 €. Then came from the upper floor, the Lady's, four on the number including Puffmutti, all a bit stouter and about mid-30, Eastern European. No one except Mutti talked and looked at us, just a little talk about the prices and to imagine, everything a bit brisk without drinking his drink drink. 60 € for 30 minutes of sex including showers as far as I understood. What exactly is all about sex and how the process is was not revealed, dancing on the rack for sex booking or a bottle of champagne. From the top then came down a suitor, a few minutes later, another girl with hot pants, all not really the prettiest of the face and more conceited. There was also a small dog that always stripped off the armchairs, actually the biggest attraction in the whole store, his name is Stuart :) All the ladies sat in the group farther away and Mom played with the dog. 15 minutes later came again two men from outside and were directly from the nervous running around chain-smoking "owner" of the repeatedly checked the situation through the window outside checked. The other guests sat us now on the same run-down couch, we drank ourselves and went. I was surprised in the end but the brisk through traffic on a Monday at 18 clock in such a shed.